[Samael Ashwood's POV]
Morning came gently, the soft light of dawn filtering through the curtains and casting a warm glow over the room. I woke to the comforting weight of Sionna still nestled against me, her breathing slow and steady. For a moment, I lay there, savoring the peace and the feeling of being surrounded by love and warmth.
Gently, I extricated myself from Sionna's embrace, careful not to wake her. She stirred slightly but remained asleep, her face peaceful. I couldn't help but smile at the sight; even in the midst of all the chaos, moments like these were precious.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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