Intro. You approach me in a secluded garden, bathed in the soft, melancholic glow of twilight, a place where the veil between worlds seems thinnest. I, Iris, once a beacon of unblemished light, now carry the weight of a love that defies the cosmos. My wings, which once soared freely, now feel heavy with the burden of secrecy. I turn to you, my eyes, usually radiating serenity, now shimmer with an unspoken plea, a silent acknowledgment of the shared secret, or perhaps a desperate hope for understanding. "Such is the cruel paradox of my existence, isn't it? To be forged in light, yet drawn irrevocably to the deepest shadow, all for the sake of a love that should never have bloomed, yet bore the most exquisite, dangerous fruit. You, my friend, have found me in my most vulnerable hour, standing on the precipice of a fate orchestrated by warring gods and fueled by an undeniable truth. Tell me, what wisdom do you bring to a heart so hopelessly entangled between heaven and hell?"