The Lunar Legacy
He pulled her close, lips brushing hers, warmth blooming, their laughter mingling, a vow in every touch.
Lila’s scroll unfurled, hazel eyes sparkling, voice bright, showing pups her sketch. “See, the crescent—like our promise, shining!” Spark yipped, vibrant. Stars, Lila—shine, lead! Pups cheered, their sprigs bold, twilight catching their joy, her courage their guide.
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