Letters of love

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…As the first stars began to prick the deepening indigo sky, Elara turned to me, her eyes alight with a quiet joy. "Elias," she said, her voice clear and steady, "I believe we have found more than just common ground. I believe we have found a beginning." And in that moment, beneath the canopy of the ancient oak, I knew, with a certainty that settled deep within my soul, that she was right. The poet’s heart, once hesitant and fearful, had found its voice, and in that voice, it had found its truest echo.