DarthSlytherin_7
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Beneath the weight of a past scorched by fire, Arkyn moved through the world like a shadow, cautious, untouchable, carrying secrets no one could ever know. Yet even in the quiet of his solitude, a spark lingered-fragile, defiant, impossible to ignore.
Lydia Martin was the spark made flesh. Brilliant, fearless, a force of light cutting through the darkness he had wrapped around himself. She saw through the carefully constructed armor, tracing the fractures he had tried to hide, and with every glance, every word, she pulled him closer to a truth he had long denied.
Now, Arkyn teetered on the edge of his own depths, the last of his bloodline, torn between what he had survived and what he could no longer resist. Some legacies demanded reckoning, some songs would not be silenced-and some hearts could not be tamed.
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