Where Light Embraced The Flame
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Introduction :
Kael'Tharion was a force of legend - tall, regal, and carved by the fires of an age long forgotten. His golden eyes burned like living suns, and dark hair with a faint crimson sheen framed a face both fierce and noble. Beneath the quiet authority of his voice lay the power of a dragon who could level mountains, yet in his gaze lingered a gentleness reserved only for one.
Liv Evermore was light made flesh - her silvery hair flowing like moonlit silk, her blue eyes deep as the night sky after rain. Grace followed her every step, yet her strength shone brightest in stillness. Once bound by divine duty, now she stood free - her radiance no longer belonging to the heavens, but to the dragon whose flame she had learned to call home.
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