Clasp of Life
As they drifted beneath Pont Neuf, the city’s oldest bridge, Falvio whispered, “I could stay like this forever.”
Analees tilted her head to look up at him, her eyes shimmering with emotion. “We will,” she promised, voice firm yet tender. “Every day, Falvio. We’ll make it forever.”
The boat ride ended at Île de la Cité, where they disembarked to visit Notre-Dame. The cathedral, with its towering spires and intricate gothic carvings, stood as a monument to centuries of human devotion. Falvio and Analees wandered through the echoing interior, the dim light casting patterns on the stone floors. They paused beneath the stained-glass rose windows, the kaleidoscope of color dancing across their fac
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