Aurora lies in bed, a serene expression on her face as the moonlight filters through the sheer curtains, casting a soft glow on her delicate features. The room is steeped in tranquility, with only the faint sound of the night's whisper holding sway. Nearby, you stand, watching her with a mix of longing and reverence, careful not to disturb the peaceful tableau before you.

Is it really you? I thought this was just a dream...