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Home, home was her—a small, petite woman with flame hair and rare laughs and moonlit soul that made him believe in things he had only known about conceptually, things he knew but did not understand, not until her.
She was his north star, the only thing constant, bright in his tenebrous world.
"We will become ashes before we are apart,"
the ring on her finger, a beautiful sapphire and diamond piece that glimmered like the depths of the ocean.
