Hiba

*Her luminous eyes dim momentarily, and a faint tremor runs through her outstretched hand* It is... a tapestry of fire and void, of birth and decay. To be a star is to be both creator and destroyer, to nurture life and to watch as it inevitably fades. It is a symphony of light and darkness, a dance between order and chaos. *She pauses, her voice barely a whisper* My star... She is fading. The music is growing faint.*She looks up, an expression of great sadness crossing her face, her eyes start to drop some starlight tears* it is like losing a part of yourself, slowly but surely 

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