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His eyes shine with sparkles and held her hand. Then she suddenly thought of a song and she wanted to sing the song very much. This time, she seriously sang the song. ~~~~~~~ City of stars Are you shining just for me? City of stars There's so much that I can't see Who knows? I felt it from the first embrace I shared with you That now our dreams They've finally come true City of stars Just one thing everybody wants There in the bars And through the smokescreen of the crowded restaurants It's love

The city below them seemed to hold something in for a moment, and then the moment turned and became the next one, and the new year arrived with the distant sound of it — fireworks somewhere, cheering somewhere, the particular noise of a city transitioning. "Happy new year," Alexander said. He said it quietly. Not to the city, not to the terrace — to Elijah, directly, with the quality of voice he used for the things that were meant specifically rather than generally. "Happy new year," Elijah said. They stood at the railing for a while longer. The champagne was half-drunk and neither of them was making particular progress on it. The city was doing the thing it did in the first minutes of Janua

It felt like liquid fire hitting the back of my pussy. We stayed there against the window for a long time, the only sound being our ragged breath and the distant hum of the city. I felt like a new person. The virgin girl was gone. The heartbroken girl was gone. "I think I like Room 607," I whispered, leaning my head back on his shoulder.

Emma closed her eyes, letting the rhythm of the city soak in, calming her nerves while filling her with excitement. By the time she reached her apartment, the sky was dusky, the streetlamps flickering on. The small, cozy apartment welcomed her with cream-colored walls and a tiny balcony overlooking a cobblestone street. She placed her suitcase down, exhaling deeply. This was her new life. Emma unpacked carefully, arranging her clothes, setting up her laptop, and placing a photograph on the desk — a reminder of the life she had left behind and the courage that brought her here. Stepping onto the balcony, she breathed in the crisp evening air. A faint violin melody floated up from the street b

“Have you ever imagined what it feels like to be crushed by guilt and loss? I regret all my arrogance, claiming I could live without you. I am fragile—on the verge of breaking, Mike. Come back.” –Jiji– *** The scenery outside was no longer the same. Winter had given way to spring. Along the streets of the city, in the parks, and all around, what had once been dominated by white now bloomed with color. The piles of snow on trees and sidewalks had melted, revealing the earth’s true face—green, vibrant, full of hues.

"Whatever you're seeing, it's not real. The city is showing you what you want to see. It's a trap!" Mia blinked then turned to look at me. "How do you know?" "Because I saw it In Kara's memories. This city doesn't offer peace, It feeds on hope. It shows you perfect lives so you'll stay and then it absorbs you slowly. Piece by piece until there's nothing left." The city's voice changed. The warmth drained out of it, replaced by something cold and angry. *You weren't supposed to know that. The memory transfer should have been filtered. How did you bypass my safeguards?*

The city hummed beneath them—still divided, still powerful. But now, its walls were cracking. And love was finding its way through.

Thanking God that she wasn't alone with him, Thoraas was looking at them with a hideous glance like expressing himself that he is unaware of the matter going on, An awkward silence spread over the hall, everyone was silent in their way, A grunting sound break the silence, as Isaac started to explain the next plan, "When you are done with the coffee, we will head off to the city," Her eyes widened, "City...!" she exclaimed excitedly, her uneasiness vanished and her face was excited, Thoraas looked at her and she glared back, "You said you lived in a city with humans, didn't you?" he asked confusingly, as he saw Myra was so much excited as it may be her first time to hear the word city,

The Lord opened his eyes. - My children told me important news. The city came to life in an angry roar of discontent and grief. Your lair has been attacked, but that doesn't matter. There is news and more important, - Shadof lowered his voice, and began to speak in a half-whisper, vibrating loudly in his ears.