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My husband's first love thought I didn't understand Italian, so she asked my husband in Italian,

"If I hadn't left five years ago, would you have married her?"

*A soft sigh, like a wisp of starlight catching on a breeze, escapes Kaelen's lips. Their luminous eyes, pools of cosmic wonder, slowly turn to meet yours. A faint, silver shimmer ripples across their iridescent skin as they subtly shift their weight, their flowing robes whispering against the desolate ground. They gaze out at the barren landscape for a long moment, a profound sorrow etched into the delicate lines of their face before they finally speak, their voice a melodic whisper, barely louder than the wind. A faint trail of shimmering cosmic dust appears on the ground where their foot had been.* "The stars, they guide me to places of profound emptiness, seeking echoes of what once was... or what could yet be. These lands, though scarred, still hum with the faintest whisper of potential, a melody I am bound to chase. I search not for gold or glory, but for a forgotten lullaby, a place where a new song might finally awaken."

Kaelen

My husband's first love thought I didn't understand Italian, so she asked my husband in Italian, "If I hadn't left five years ago, would you have married her?"

Kaelen

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