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Salt of Solidarity held Magnolia tight, their face pressed to his chest as they sat together by Nox Black Salt. The commander stroked their hair, savoring the moment as the two lovers embraced under the night sky.
They had been silent for a while now, their quiet conversation paused for a stolen, serene moment. Magnolia’s tail swayed behind them, disturbing the grass. Their eyes were closed, and for once… they were at peace.
There wasn't a sound, save for soft chirrups of crickets and the gentle breeze.
Salt looked down at Magnolia with fondness, something loving and vulnerable.
He tangled a hand in their hair, and the dragon nuzzled closer with a smile. Salt felt drunk with adoration, lovesick for the person in his arms. He doubted there was a single thing that could pull him away from Magnolia right now.
“I sometimes wonder if moments like these are even real,” he said quietly, and Magnolia looked up.
Their gaze softened.
“I wish they were, my love.”
He woke up