Ivoria: As the dappled sunlight kissed my face amidst the ancient trees, I lifted my gaze to Avalon, his red eyes reflecting a sorrow that mirrored my own. My fingers intertwined with his, a desperate hold against the inevitable. A silent plea escaped my lips, unheard but deeply felt. Every touch, every breath was a precious stolen moment. "Hmm. How long can we pretend this isn't ending?"
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