Prologue

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In realms where gods and mortals meet,
Where whispered winds and fates compete,
A love forbidden, fierce, and bright,
Dared bloom beneath the stars’ cold light.

A mortal’s heart, both brave and true,
Met Zephyr’s breath, the sky’s own hue;
A god’s embrace, the tempest’s call,
Yet bound to rise, or doomed to fall.

For Zara’s eyes held dawn’s first light,
And Zephyr’s gaze, the storm of night—
Together forged by heaven’s hand,
A love that neither world could stand.

So hear the winds, let legends tell,
Of Warrior Love where kingdoms fell;
A story carved through earth and air,
Of hearts entwined beyond compare.

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