Ronan’s arm wrapped around Selene’s waist, drawing her closer, his presence a solid, comforting anchor. Mirra leaned into his side, their bodies forming a natural, unforced crescent. “Our love is the truest magic,” Ronan affirmed, his voice low and resonant, carrying the deep, unwavering certainty of the ocean’s eternal rhythm. “It is the foundation upon which this new world is built. The Veil holds because our hearts hold fast to each other.” He felt a profound sense of belonging, a deep-seated contentment that radiated outwards, touching the very air around them. The abyss had taught him the fragility of existence, but it had also shown him the enduring power of connection, the light that could be found even in the deepest darkness. Selene’s unwavering belief in him, a beacon in the oppressive void, and Mirra’s quiet strength, a reminder of the life and beauty he was fighting for, had been his guiding stars. Their love was the steady current that kept him grounded, the guiding light
Last Updated : 2026-03-04
