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  Titania was taking her vows, reclaiming her throne as I picked a solitary red rose from a bush and brought it to my face, inhaling deeply. Sometimes we had to put aside our worries and focus on what was right in front of us. Sometimes we had to let go of our fears for the future and live in the now. Sometimes even a vampire needed to stop and smell the roses.

 
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