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The clouds of Arietta’s divine domain were unnaturally soft—like heated marshmallow fluffs soaked in lavender dreams.
They hummed with faint divine essence, drifting lazily across the sky of the ever-shifting realm.
One particular cloud was home to a quiet moment.
Raven lay with his head resting in Arietta’s lap, his hands folded over his stomach, his expression peaceful.
Her fingers gently combed through his hair, her nails occasionally tra ...
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