In their eyes

In a blink of an eye their idyllic encounter was interrupted by the horrors of a war, the fear of death right before their faces throwing shadows upon what they believed was the truth. Will their love be strong enough to change the course of the evil path ahead? A story about many firsts and many lasts. A clash of races and cultures. A world where the right and the wrong are inches from each other. A place of incredible magic stained with the cruelty of the real life.

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"Their touch was soft, gentle and yet full of despair, a wild passion ready to burn alive anyone who dared come between them, soaked by the salty taste of the running tears."
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"Right and left, back and forth, their movements were gracious and precise, like the daggers on her back, and he couldn't help but think how much more he would be able to watch them so peacefully."
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"The stronger the wind blew, the faster his tears would be blown away."
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"Tell me, grandma..." - her voice was now almost a whisper - "why does it hurt so much if it's not bleeding?"