Epilogue

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There are millions of possibilities playing out in the large expanse of the universe

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There are millions of possibilities playing out in the large expanse of the universe. 

Various lifetimes lived. Many stories foretold. Tales weaved together like magic, forever intertwined. 

Without a doubt, there could have been many ends to the tale of the Dornish prince, of Oberyn Nymeros Martell. 

Some are victorious. Some are vicious. While some are just tales of gruesome ends and even sadder defeats. 

However, in this tale, he had found a love so great that poets would sing songs about it for future generations to come. 

A love all-encompassing that for the remainder of his life, he never found himself wanting for anything else. 

He had found happiness that he once thought impossible with the circumstances he encountered. 

He had found Cassandra Baratheon. And that had changed everything.  

While they had both withstood tragedies of their own, their losses like scars that left them never quite the same, finding each other had brought them back to life. 

The many years they spent together were a testament to their love. As they grew older and their children moved on to forge paths of their own, their bond remained strong.

Their children had laughed about how they could never stay far from each other for too long but each one grew up knowing that if they were ever to find love, they would want for one like their parents shared. 

 However as generations passed, their names were lost to mere songs, overshadowed by stories of wars and sacrifices for the throne. 

Yet they would always be remembered in Dorne as the Red Viper and the Tempest. 

Two lovers who started as enemies, an unlikely match from the beginning. Moments of attraction. Hints of vulnerability. Sparks that became an ever-burning flame. Eternally lighting the way for those who dared to do the same. 

In the midst of storms and poisons, they had carved out a paradise for themselves and while they are not remembered in history books, they are remembered by those who still valued beauty and romance in a bleak world. 

They had brought love and hope with every mention of their story. 

They had found redemption in the love they had never expected to find with each other. 

Beyond wars. Beyond rebellions. Beyond time. 

Until the end. 



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