The Event

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ElARA BLACKTHORNE'S POV

"It has been a considerable amount of time since the last occasion our paths intertwined, Lyra," I address the ethereal being who stands before me, her graceful presence emanating a sense of pure beauty and tranquility. Her resplendent, alabaster wings, which are the epitome of elegance and magnificence, are unfurled from her back, gracefully accentuating her already stunning appearance. The way her wings shimmer and gleam in the light, casting a soft glow around her, reminds me of the gentle beauty of a clear night sky, when the stars shine bright and twinkle like diamonds in the dark.

Standing upon a lofty platform before the castle, observing the gathering of the citizenry below. Suddenly, her gaze meets mine, and she addresses me, "Elara, it seems that you have not yet relinquished your human attributes. Though you walk among us immortals, the passing of time holds no weight for our kind. To us, a mere century is but a fleeting moment. Nonetheless, it is good to see you again, Elara."

"Indeed, I doth doubt that she shall alter her ways any time soon. unlike ourselves, akin to thee, Lyra, who hath been eternal since the dawn of time, the notion of an inevitable end doth always loom, although it may no longer hold significance," declared Thorne with his odd way of speaking.

I shift my gaze upon the towering figure before me, it is impossible to ignore the striking features that make him stand out among all of us. The first thing that catches my eye is his fiery mane, cascading down his broad shoulders like molten lava. It is as if his hair is ablaze, with tendrils of flame dancing wildly in the wind. The sheer intensity of his gaze, as he stares back at me with eyes that seem to pierce through my very soul, only serves to further emphasize his otherworldly presence.

But it is not just his hair and piercing gaze that set him apart from the rest of us. No, it is his towering height, which is so great that it makes him undoubtedly the tallest among us, if not in the entire world. He stands with a commanding presence as if he is a force of nature in human form. His broad shoulders, like pillars of strength, are a testament to the sheer power that resides within him.

And yet, as remarkable as his current height may be, it pales in comparison to the unfathomable magnitude he can achieve when he unleashes his true form. For in those moments, he transforms into a being of such immense size and power that he becomes the very embodiment of a titan. His height reaches astronomical levels, making him seem like a colossus that could touch the sky. It is a sight to behold, one that leaves onlookers awestruck and humbled in the face of such raw power.

"I shall forever remain unaltered, a constant reminder of my humanity. The prospect of aging and eventual mortality holds no significance for me, yet it serves as a poignant reminder of my origins as a human being."

Unexpectedly, a voice behind me exclaimed, "Well, well, well, what have we here? And I was under the impression that I would be the first one here."

As I turned around swiftly, my eyes landed on the familiar form of Eira Shadowhunter - a loyal companion who, just like Lyra, had been by her Highness's side since the very beginning. Eira's long, crimson locks flowed down her back in a mesmerizing cascade, reflecting the light in a way that made them seem almost like flames. But it was her piercing, ebony gaze that caught my attention - it bore into me with an intensity that seemed to challenge and dare me all at once.

I tried to take in her otherworldly beauty as my gaze was suddenly drawn to the nine tails that sprouted from her form, moving behind her like a mesmerizing dance. Each tail was long and slender, and as they swished about gracefully, they seemed to glow with a strange, ethereal light that sent shivers down my spine.

She was draped in an enchanting piece of clothing, a kimono that took my breath away. It was not just any ordinary kimono, it was an extraordinary piece of art that seemed to have come alive. The intricate details on the fabric were stunningly beautiful and perfectly blended in harmony, like two lovers in an endless dance.

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