By admin 
Twilight’s Embrace 🤍
The world paused when they met—only at twilight, when the sky burned in hues of gold and violet. Selene stood by the ancient willow, her silhouette bathed in dusk’s fading glow. Across the river, Ezra emerged from the mist, his gaze searching, longing.
Bound by fate’s cruel hand, they could never cross, never touch. Yet, in this fleeting moment, their souls entwined. Words were unnecessary; the wind carried their silent confessions.
As night claimed the sky, he faded into darkness, she into light. “Tomorrow,” they whispered, a promise lost in the stars—forever near, forever apart.
