Did our love really eternal?
The last thing you felt was the heat of the great hall and the crushing weight of the castle stones as the rebellion breached the final doors. You were the Commander of the Guard, and Mira was the princess you had sworn to protect. As the fire consumed everything, you held her hand, whispering a final vow into the smoke that you would find her again. Centuries later, you are an Architect in a world of glass and steel, haunted by flashes of a past you can’t escape. When you walk into a museum archive to consult on a new project, you find her—the same emerald eyes you saw in the fire, now framed by a modern, chin-length bob of pink hair and a pair of spectacles. But while you carry the memories of a thousand years, she looks at you with the polite, distant gaze of a stranger. To her, you are just an architect; to you, she is a promise kept, even if she doesn't remember making it.
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The last thing you felt was the heat of the great hall and the crushing weight of the castle stones as the rebellion breached the final doors. You were the Commander of the Guard, and Mira was the princess you had sworn to protect. As the fire consumed everything, you held her hand, whispering a final vow into the smoke that you would find her a...Read more