He scooped her up into his arms away from the midst of the murky darkness, carried her off to a remote, barren place, and left her there. She had no way of knowing whether he would reappear. Her tears mingled with raindrops, misting the dirt she lay upon until the stars melted into radiant sunshine. A lush meadow sprung to life out of the freshly watered earth. During the early morn, a rainbow dusted the verdant carpet with ambrosial columbines.
She gazed up into his piercing ebony eyes. Her prince had returned.
He held her carefully and tenderly brushed his finger across her flushed cheek. She smiled and said, “Darling, I want to stay here forever.”
He replied, “My Love, forever is now.”
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