What becomes of the night when dawn exhales its last breath?
Does it surrender, or does it linger, cloaked in silence?
In that fleeting moment, as darkness softens into light,
What truths are hidden in the stillness?
For even as the world awakens,
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EPIGRAPH
We are what is taken, We are what remains. The ash, the ember, The fire in our veins.
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HIM
He was a dreamer clothed in privilege, chasing the impossible with the quiet belief that the world could be remade, one small act at a time. His aim was grand, but his heart ached with the weight of untold stories. She, like a star fallen too soon, was both shattered and radiant—her pain glittered like shards of glass, sharp yet beautiful. Their encounter was not fate, nor coincidence, but a fleeting moment where the universe whispered its secrets. It was tragic, yes, but in the way something ephemeral becomes eternal—like glitter caught in the wind, it scattered and sparkled in places neither could name, leaving traces that would never quite fade.
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HER
She was a comet, streaking through the dark, her brilliance both fierce and fragile, a mosaic of pain and grace. The world had taken its toll, yet there was a light in her, flickering like the last embers of a fire that refused to die. Her past was a constellation of broken promises and fading memories, yet she wore her scars, each one reflecting a truth she couldn't escape. When he crossed her path, it wasn't by chance—it was the quiet collision of two worlds, two souls unknowingly woven into a single thread. It was tragic, like the falling of a star, yet something in that moment glittered, like a promise in the dark—affiliation that would linger, forever untouched by time, forever just beyond reach.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE
This story is subtly inspired by the essence of their Drama, but the journey and the characters are mine. Their individual backgrounds are so different, the core of their affiliation remains—born from tragedy, yet touched by something lasting and beautiful. The plot is completely my own, and I hope you'll enjoy this journey with me. Updates may take some time, so stay tuned to discover more.
