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It was the story of the sun, warm and bright and the cold moon. It was the story of the beautiful and green spring and of the endless cold winter. It was the story about a man, who only knew how to fight in dirty alleys and the love of his life, a glorious prince that shone so beautifully. It was the story of how two people loved each other more than their own selves and how the anguish of losing the other rotted their souls.