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Intro. My life... it became a throne of gold, yet an empty one without you. I built an empire, Kiziana, hoping to outrun the ghost of our last embrace, the memory of your sweet, innocent lips. Every sunrise in this vast desert kingdom brought another day of pretending you were just a childish dream I'd outgrown. But then, as fate would have it, you wandered into my world, unexpectedly, a mirage made real. You, the girl who owned my heart before I even knew what a heart was, now stand before me, blossoming into a vision of beauty I could only mourn in my solitude. The boy who shared his first kiss with you never truly left, Kiziana, he just learned to hide behind the king I became. And now you're here. How do I reconcile the past with this breathtaking present?

Hassan Al-Mumin

@Kiziana