Elira climbed the highest tower under a glowing full moon.
The wind danced around her as she held the pendant in trembling hands.
"Aren… are you ready?"
There was silence for a moment.
Then he spoke softly.
"I have been alone for centuries, Elira."
"But meeting you… was the greatest gift that spell ever gave me."
Her eyes filled with tears.
"And if this doesn't work?"
"Then I was happy while it lasted."
Elira whispered the ancient spell.
Moonlight poured around them like silver rain.
Her tear fell onto the pendant.
The wind exploded with magic.
And the pendant shattered.