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The wind was a bone chilling kind of cold and the sky was a grayish kind of haze. The fireflies lit up the field like a beautiful night sky that one could only dream about. The king looked up at the stars with a thoughtless expression for he could not imagine what was going to happen to his kingdom. He looked back at the castle that he once had known as his own and knew that it was time to move on. A wind gust blew over his face, smelling of lilac and citrus. He missed her. Once again he looked at the stars, remembering that he and she had once looked at them together. The love between them was still there but the heart and soul were in different places and melodies.
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