QuinnWe held our mating ceremony four months before the Convergence's predicted arrival, and I stood beneath the same courtyard's ancient trees where my own mother had once bound herself to my father, understanding, with considerable emotion, exactly how thoroughly this moment represented everything our family had built across these transformative years."You look radiant," my mother said, helping me adjust the ceremonial dress that had been carefully prepared across these past weeks amid our considerable, ongoing preparation efforts."I keep thinking about the timing," I admitted. "Mama, is it strange, choosing to celebrate something this joyful while we're racing against such an urgent deadline?""It's exactly right," she said firmly. "Quinn, your father and I chose our own mating ceremony deliberately amid uncertainty, refusing to let ancient danger steal joy that belonged to us regardless of whatever circumstance surrounded it. This moment belo
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