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Cassian had lived for over five thousand years, but that length of time had not brought him anything but redundancy.
“Even in death, you belong to me.”
Fate be damned.
Finnian was his stillness in the storm; silence in the screaming; peace in the chaos.
Death was love, and love was death again.
“Even in death, Finnian. Love is the only thing truly immortal.”
“Love is death,” Cassian whispered, holding him close. “But death is love again.”
The only truly eternal thing in life was not the life of a god or a goddess, but the love that gathered in one’s soul,

