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Long ago, in the northern part of the ancient kingdom of Eldoria, there lay a forest no one dared enter — "The Silent Woods." Legends whispered of those who stepped in and never returned. Among those tales, one name echoed through time — "Nyxa."
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Nyxa was the name people feared to speak aloud. Her beauty was called forbidden, for anyone who looked into her eyes was said to lose their soul.
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Arav, a young painter, lived in the nearby town. His life was filled with colors and imagination. But one night, he had a dream—of a woman bathed in moonlight, silver hair flowing like silk, and eyes that shimmered with mystery.
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That vision haunted him. It wasn’t just a dream.
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It was Nyxa.
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“If I can paint her… it will be my greatest creation,” Arav whispered to himself.
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But the elders warned him, “To gaze upon Nyxa is to invite your doom. Her beauty is a curse—one that never releases its grip.”
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Still, Arav didn’t listen.
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He set off alone into the forbidden forest, guided only by his obsession and the image in his mind. The deeper he went, the quieter the world became. And yet, he felt her presence.
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Finally, by the edge of a moonlit lake, she appeared.
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“Why have you come here?” she asked, her voice not echoing, but gliding—like wind on glass.
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“I want to paint you,” Arav replied, breathless.
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“Do you know what you’re asking?” Nyxa’s eyes didn’t blink. They stared into something beyond time itself.
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Arav couldn’t look away. He was already drowning in her gaze.
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“Everyone desires my beauty,” she said softly, “but no one understands my curse.”
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She shed a tear, and as it fell to the earth, it turned into a pearl.
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“If you paint me, you must carry my pain too.”
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Arav nodded. “I’m ready.”
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And so, the story changed.
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As he painted, something began to change in him. His hands trembled. His vision blurred. Yet the painting—became alive.
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When the final stroke was done, Arav whispered, “You are free now.”
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Nyxa smiled. “You have broken the chain... but not for me.”
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Slowly, she began to dissolve into the air. The painting blinked. Arav collapsed beside it, smiling softly.
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The next morning, a traveler found a lifelike portrait of a mysterious woman beside a young man lying asleep by the lake. His eyes were closed, but peace rested on his face.
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They say Arav still meets Nyxa in his dreams—two unfinished souls, bound by a story no one ever dared to complete.
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