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【𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄/𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕】
The air was filled with the delicate fragrance of Glaze Lilies as Paimon excitedly led the way to a vibrant field of these enchanting flowers. My eyes sparkled with appreciation, joining the celestial blue of the sky and the warm hues of the setting sun as we settled amidst the blooms.
Seated beside Aether and Paimon, I reveled in the tranquility of the moment, the gentle rustle of the wind weaving a melody with the swaying petals. The horizon painted itself in hues of orange and pink, casting a serene glow across the landscape.
The sun dipped lower, casting long shadows across the field, and a sense of contentment settled within me. We shared laughter and exchanged lighthearted banter, creating an atmosphere of friendship and warmth.
【𝐔𝐍𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐏𝐎𝐕】
I found myself seated beside a blonde-haired female, her eyes mirroring the same appreciation for the scenic view. Her words resonated in the peaceful twilight, "It's a nice view, isn't it?" I nodded in agreement, captivated by the serenity that enveloped us.
"Yeah, it is," I replied, a gentle smile playing on my lips as we shared a moment of silent appreciation.
A question lingered in the air, "When can we meet them again?" I gestured toward the trio, who continued their animated exchange in th
"Soon," she assured, her gaze lingering on the distant figures.
Just as the tranquility settled in, an unwelcome intrusion disrupted the peace. The grating voice of an Abyss Herald pierced the serene atmosphere, their obsequious words breaking the spell.
"We must return now," the Abyss Herald insisted, bowing in servitude.
With a reluctant sigh, the princess, who had been enjoying the respite, tugged my arm. I rose from my seat, casting one final glance toward the trio. Our eyes met, and a subtle understanding passed between Scaramouche and me. A knowing smile played on my lips as I walked away, leaving the peaceful scene behind but carrying the warmth of the shared moment into the unknown future.
The abyss princess led me away, the sound of laughter and camaraderie fading with each step. Yet, as I glanced back, Scaramouche's widened eyes and our shared connection lingered in the twilight, a memory etched in the canvas of that fleeting encounter. The sun dipped below the horizon, and with a sense of finality, the tale concluded. Perhaps we would reunite soon just like what she said.
