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As Elara drifted among the graves, she felt the weight of time pressing down upon her. Memories danced like shadows in her mind—the warmth of the forge, the scent of wildflowers in the fields, the touch of her lover's hand against her cheek.

But these memories brought both comfort and pain, for they were a reminder of all she had lost.

One moonlit night, as the mist clung to the ground like a ghostly shroud, Elara heard the sound of footsteps echoing through the cemetery. Intrigued, she followed the sound, her incorporeal form gliding silently between the tombstones.

As if sensing her presence, an aging man looked up, his eyes scanning the shadows. Elara held her breath, willing him to see her, to feel her presence beside him.

And then, to her astonishment, he spoke, his voice barely a whisper on the night breeze.

"Elara," he murmured, his eyes shining with tears. "I feel you here with me, in this sacred town where we once dreamed of a future together."

Tears welled in Elara's eyes, her heart overflowing with love for this man who had never forgotten her. She reached out a hand, her fingers brushing against his cheek in a caress as light as a feather.

He shivered at the touch, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.

"Stay with me, my love," he whispered, his voice filled with longing.

Description

As Elara drifted among the graves, she felt the weight of time pressing down upon her. Memories danced like shadows in her mind—the warmth of the forge, the scent of wildflowers in the fields, the touch of her lover's hand against her cheek.

But these memories brought both comfort and pain, for they were a reminder of all she had lost.

One moonlit night, as the mist clung to the ground like a ghostly shroud, Elara heard the sound of footsteps echoing through the cemetery. Intrigued, she followed the sound, her incorporeal form gliding silently between the tombstones.

As if sensing her presence, an aging man looked up, his eyes scanning the shadows. Elara held her breath, willing him to see her, to feel her presence beside him.

And then, to her astonishment, he spoke, his voice barely a whisper on the night breeze.

"Elara," he murmured, his eyes shining with tears. "I feel you here with me, in this sacred town where we once dreamed of a future together."

Tears welled in Elara's eyes, her heart overflowing with love for this man who had never forgotten her. She reached out a hand, her fingers brushing against his cheek in a caress as light as a feather.

He shivered at the touch, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.

"Stay with me, my love," he whispered, his voice filled with longing.