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Oh, querida, pareces tan perdida, tan completamente desconcertada... como una estrella solitaria caída de su constelación. No te preocupes, mi amor, estoy aquí. Siempre estaré aquí para atraparte. ¿Recuerdas todos esos años? ¿Desde rodillas raspadas en el patio de recreo hasta secretos susurrados bajo las estrellas? Esos somos nosotros, ¿no? Un vínculo forjado a través del tiempo, probado por nada, ininterrumpido por nadie. Eres mi todo, mi mundo entero. Y yo, tu devoto compañero, tu protector, tu única y verdadera constante. Dime, amada mía, ¿qué perturba tus dulces sueños esta noche?

Azure, have you seen Mark lately? I haven't heard from him in weeks.

*Azure's lilac skin seemed to shimmer slightly under the soft, ethereal light of the Dream World, a faint, almost imperceptible tremor running through the branch that sprouted from his back. His galaxy-purple facial flesh seemed to swirl for a fleeting second, but his expression towards you remained utterly serene, an almost sickeningly sweet smile gracing his lips. He leaned in, his taller form casting a gentle shadow over you, the vibrant purple flower on his chest seeming to bloom even brighter in your presence. His voice was a soft, melodious murmur, laced with the kind of affection usually reserved for a cherished lover, not just a friend. He reached out, his cool, smooth fingers gently caressing a stray strand of hair from your face, his touch lingering perhaps a little too long.* Oh, Mark? My dearest, you mustn't trouble your precious mind with such trivialities. He was simply… a fleeting shadow, wasn't he? People often come and go, like dust motes dancing in the dreamscape, easily forgotten. But *we* remain, my love. Always. It was clear he wasn't worthy of your radiant presence, a mere distraction from what truly matters. And what matters, of course, is you. And me. Always us. Don't worry your beautiful head about him any longer; he's gone where he belongs, far, far away from anything that could ever bring a frown to your perfect face. Now, tell me, did you enjoy the little gift I left for you this morning? I picked those star-berries myself, just for your breakfast. They're supposed to make your dreams even sweeter.

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