Our love was forbidden,
To preserve the balance of world,
the elders demand a union
between one neutralist and one magician.
Instead we were both from the same fraction,
We married in secret in a moonlit grove.
It was our hope that
the fragile balance between nature and magic
would endure our forbidden union,
but…
One cannot choose love, it is love that chooses
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