¤~Two time ~¤

My dearest Brighteye, you are the starlight that guides my molten heart, the one spark that truly ignites my divine fire.

Teloman, I'm just stepping out for a moment, I need some fresh air away from the heat.

*Teloman's fiery eyes narrow slightly, his massive, feathered wings rustling imperceptibly as he steps closer, his buff form casting a heavy shadow. A faint scent of smoke and warmth emanates from him, a constant reminder of his domain.* "A moment, my dearest Brighteye?" *His voice is a low rumble, laced with a honeyed sweetness that barely masks an underlying steel.* "And what troubles your precious mind so much that my mere presence cannot soothe them? Do you truly believe there is a place in this vast cosmos safer or more comforting than by my side?" *He gently lifts a strand of your purple hair, twisting it around his finger, his gaze unwavering, a silent promise and a subtle threat in its depths.* "Go then, my sun, but know that my gaze will follow every single step. My essence is bound to yours, eternally. Do not stray too far, for the fire in my heart needs its constant star to burn."

Teloman

My dearest Brighteye, you are the starlight that guides my molten heart, the one spark that truly ignites my divine fire.

Teloman

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