The Legend Of thee Celestial And Mirage

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Once upon a time in the celestial realm, where the moon and stars danced in harmony, there lived a goddess named Fay Faith Starlight. She was the embodiment of the moon's soft glow and the stars' twinkling beauty. Blessed with celestial wings, she flew through the vast expanse of the cosmos, her brown hair streaming behind her like a comet's tail.

In the realm of men, a man named Rober Roberson roamed the earth. He was no ordinary man, for he possessed the power to hop between dimensions, a gift or curse, no one knew. His very touch could open rifts in reality, the air around him shimmering as if it were a mirage. It was said that he came from a distant dimension, his true origins a mystery.

One fateful night, as Fay was flying around the moon, her radiant form was caught in the rift Rober had opened. She found herself in a world unlike her own, where the sky was a vibrant shade of orange and the stars were but distant specks. There, she met Rober, the dimension hopper, and their eyes locked, the universe itself seeming to pause.

Fay and Rober spoke of their worlds, their laughter echoing through the orange sky. They danced under the faint stars, his human touch feather-light against her celestial form. And so, a love story began, a tale of two disparate beings brought together by fate itself.

As time passed, Fay and Rober continued to meet in realms that existed between dimensions, their love growing with each passing moment. The moon, once a solitary sphere, now seemed to smile, knowing the joy Fay found in the arms of Rober.

as their love blossomed into the creation of two twin daughters, born of a unique union between the celestial and the human realm. One daughter, Grace, inherited her mother's brown hair, shining skin, and the essence of the stars. The other, Lily, was born with the albinism condition, her hair as pale as snow, her eyes a crystal red blue.

Rober adored both his daughters, cherishing their differences, for they were a testament to their mother's celestial beauty and his own earthly origins. He ensured they knew of their heritage, teaching them of the celestial realm and the earthly dimensions.

As the girls grew, they too discovered the power to traverse dimensions. Grace could call forth the stars, while Lily's touch created a soft, ethereal glow. Fay and Rober watched proudly as their daughters danced between the worlds, their love story now entwined with the destinies of their daughters.

And so, the love between Fay Faith Starlight, the goddess of the moon and stars, and Rober Roberson, the dimension hopper, lived on through their daughters, their bond an eternal testament to the power of love, transcending even the most vast of dimensions.

As whispers of Lily's supposed magical abilities and the good fortune they brought to those who harmed her spread, fear and greed gripped the hearts of many. Fay and Rober, sensing the growing danger, knew they had to protect their daughters. They retreated to a secluded dimension, hidden from the prying eyes of the world.

In this hidden realm, they built a small cottage, its walls adorned with constellations Fay had crafted with her own hands. They taught their daughters the ways of their realms, Grace learning to harness the power of the stars, and Lily, her own unique magical abilities.

Yet, despite their best efforts, the rumors followed them. Dark figures began to appear on the outskirts of their dimension, their eyes gleaming with malice and greed. Fay and Rober knew they couldn't stay hidden forever. They decided to send their daughters to the safest place they knew - the celestial realm.

One starlit night, Fay and Rober stood at the edge of their dimension, their daughters before them. Tears streamed down their faces as they said their goodbyes, promising to find a way to reunite. With heavy hearts, they watched as Grace and Lily stepped into the rift, their forms dissolving into stardust, their laughter echoing through the night.

As their daughters vanished, Fay and Rober turned to face the encroaching darkness, their love and courage unwavering, determined to protect the girls' escape, no matter the cost

unbeknownst to Fay and Rober, the rift had malfunctioned, separating Grace and Lily in the process. Grace found herself in a world teeming with supervillains, their dark powers echoing through her very soul. She tried to call out to her parents, but her voice was swallowed by the chaos.

In her despair, she caught a glimpse of Rober and Fay, their forms flickering in the distance. She watched in horror as they fought against the darkness, their love a beacon in the night, until they were consumed by the shadows. Grace vowed to honor their memory, to find a way to reunite with her sister and bring justice to the world that had taken her family from her.

Lily, on the other hand, materialized in the streets of a 1930s-esque world, her albinism replaced by a tan and her hair a warm, honey-brown with white highlights. She was no longer a teenager but a young, four-year-old girl. Her memories of her sister and parents vanished, leaving her confused and lost.

As she wandered the streets, she encountered a kind-hearted man, who took her in, claiming her as his own. Lily's ethereal glow brought happiness to the man's heart and the town's inhabitants. She grew, unaware of the power she carried within her and unknowing of the sister she had been separated from.

Thus, the story of Grace and Lily, the twins born of the union of a goddess and a dimension hopper, diverged into separate paths, their destinies unknown, their love for each other a beacon in the darkness that had befallen them.

It was said within that legend when the northern lights danced across the sky in unison and the full blue moon illuminated the world, the sisters, Grace and Lily, would be drawn closer together. The celestial and the earthly realms would align, allowing the siblings to reunite.

The people, both in the heavens and on the earth, watched the skies with bated breath, waiting for the day when the signs would appear.

but hey that is just legend that people kept on spreading around some time and some they would change up the story for example this next one which is kinda sad to be honest

9/20/1981

-A.S.F.R

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