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wings and whispers

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Wings and Whispers

Prussia stood on the edge of a cliff, the moonlight casting a silvery glow over his surroundings. His large, black feathery wings rustled gently in the night breeze. The vast expanse of the land stretched out before him, a testament to the empire he once commanded. Yet, despite his proud exterior, a sense of loneliness weighed heavily on his heart.

From the shadows, a pair of piercing eyes watched him. Russian Empire, with his wolf ears twitching and tail swaying softly, had been drawn to Prussia for as long as he could remember. There was a magnetic pull, an attraction that went beyond mere admiration. It was love—deep, intense, and unspoken.

Russian Empire stepped forward, his presence a mix of grace and power. "Prussia," he called softly, his voice a deep rumble that seemed to resonate with the very earth beneath them.

Prussia turned, his eyes meeting Russian Empire's. There was a moment of silence, filled only by the whispers of the wind and the distant calls of nocturnal creatures. "Russian Empire," Prussia acknowledged, his tone guarded but curious.

"You seem troubled," Russian Empire said, stepping closer. "Is it the past that haunts you?"

Prussia sighed, his wings drooping slightly. "The past is always with me. It's hard to let go of what once was."

Russian Empire's heart ached at the sight of Prussia's vulnerability. He wanted nothing more than to take that pain away, to show Prussia the depth of his feelings. "You don't have to face it alone," he murmured, his eyes softening.

Prussia looked at him, surprise flickering in his gaze. "And who would stand by me? Who would understand?"

"I would," Russian Empire said, his voice unwavering. "I have always been here, watching over you. I understand more than you think."

Prussia's eyes widened slightly, the realization dawning on him. "Why? Why would you care so much?"

Russian Empire took a deep breath, his tail swishing nervously behind him. "Because I love you, Prussia. I have loved you for as long as I can remember. More than anything."

The words hung in the air, heavy with emotion. Prussia stared at him, his heart pounding in his chest. "You... love me?"

"Yes," Russian Empire replied, his voice steady. "I love you with all that I am. I want to be with you, to share your burdens and your joys. If you'll have me."

Prussia's wings fluttered, his emotions a whirlwind. He had always seen Russian Empire as a powerful ally, a formidable presence. But love? He had never imagined it. Yet, looking into Russian Empire's earnest eyes, he felt a warmth spreading through him, melting the ice that had encased his heart for so long.

"Russian Empire," he began, his voice trembling slightly. "I never knew... I never realized. But now, standing here with you, I feel it too. I want to be with you."

A smile spread across Russian Empire's face, his ears perking up with joy. He stepped closer, gently taking Prussia's hands in his. "Then let us be together, Prussia. Let us face whatever comes, side by side."

Prussia's wings unfurled, wrapping around Russian Empire in a protective embrace. "Together," he whispered, leaning in to close the distance between them.

Their lips met in a tender kiss, a promise of love and loyalty sealed under the watchful gaze of the moon. In that moment, the ghosts of their pasts were banished, replaced by the warmth of their newfound bond. Prussia and Russian Empire, winged and tailed, would face the future united, their hearts beating as one.

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