The Rainbow-Kissed Cover

Previously

…He pushed the thought away. He had to believe. He had to hope. He remembered the promise of their love, the way their lights had intertwined, a symphony of shared affection. That was real. That was strong. He pulsed his light again, a little brighter this time, a declaration of his unwavering devotion. He would be her beacon. He would wait for her. He would search for her, no matter how long it took. He flew upwards, towards the clearing sky, his light a small, defiant star in the vast, lonely expanse. He would not rest until he found his Lily. The night was long, and his search had just begun.