As he walked into the sacred, he noticed how regal she was, it was as if
she had been living there a long time, but he was stunned that she loved his color,
and more, that she loved his essence. Her royalty flowed, especially
when the light filtered through and gently rested
on her spirit. There was a softness
he had never known before.
They were both
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