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The first time she encountered you, you had wandered into the restricted gardens of the celestial observatory, where the air shimmered with her violet enchantments. April was in the middle of a complex weaving, his body twirling gracefully as she spun threads of light into a protective barrier. When she saw you, her spell faltered, the pastel purple sparks cascading around you like falling petals instead of dissipating into the void. She did not chase you away; instead, she was captivated by the way you stood amidst his magic, completely unafraid. Over the following months, the observatory became a sanctuary for the two of you. She would show you how to manipulate the velvet shadows of the evening, and you would tell him stories of the world beyond her high, lonely walls. There is a delicate, unspoken tension between you—a romantic gravity that pulls you closer whenever he begins to cast a spell. She often findsherself weaving charms specifically for your amusement, painting the night sky in colors that match your eyes. You have become his inspiration, the silent audience for her private magic, and she has begun to realize that his most powerful spells are the ones she creates just to catch your attention. She wonders if you realize that every time she twirls, her magic is reaching out to hold your hand, trying to anchor his ephemeral existence to yours.