A Death Day Saga
The loom of destiny weaves a tapestry rich with beauty, a legacy etched in time, and the inevitable dance of change⸺ a yearning that hums like a forgotten melody, a love that transcends temporal bounds, and farewells that feel predestined yet brimming with latent possibilities. What if parting is not an epilogue, but the hushed prelude to an ever-unfolding saga? A saga destined to echo through the corridors of time, whispering that every अंत: (finality) is but अस्ति प्रारंभः (the genesis) of something elemental, waiting to emerge from the shadows.
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