Sharpest Edge Of Sword

Sharpest Edge Of Sword

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He:My loyalty is not measured in borders or crowns, but in the breath of the one I vowed to keep safe. Let the world burn if it challenges that vow. Her:Love isn't letting go, my love. It's tightening the grip until there is nothing left for the world to steal. She:My love is the single, warm star I would never let fade, yet I shall trade that light for the Adhira's peace. I am that very shield-I sacrifice myself so that before the Emperor's soul gets a single scratch, my blood may forever color the vast Yemú red. Him:I don't seek a victory in this world; I seek only to isolate the miracle of you. If I cannot wall off my Goddess from Adhira's lies, then every wall must fall. I would choose shared stillness over a lifetime apart, ensuring our altar of two is consecrated where your father's memory can never trespass. "One lifetime is never enough for the loves so great, they must break the world to finally be set free, only to anchor the same souls to a new shore." ────𐙚✧₊⁺☽⋆.˚₊✩♡︎✩₊˚.⋆☾⁺₊✧𐙚────
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I was only nine when my life changed forever. I was sold like an object; all of my cries were ignored as if they meant nothing. I meant nothing. That night, I learned that in this world, I had no value -- not as a child and not as human as well. So, I learned to survive on my own. Later years were even cruel. I was sold and tossed from one hand to another. I was taught to obey, to smile when I wanted to cry, to bury my pain deep inside. Love? Happiness? Those were words that didn't exist in my world. All I knew was how to survive. And when I lost all of my hopes of survival as well, he came. He didn't just look at me, he saw me. He made me feel something I never felt before. I saw a spark of hope in him, but hope is dangerous. I am dangerous and not something meant for love. I want him to stay away from me because I don't want him to burn with me in the same fire. I need him to stop and save himself from this forbidden love. I can never be his and person like him are not meant to be mine. I am Sandhya and this is my story of Love and Freedom from those who call themselves my master.

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