In a world where hearts literally glow, Joel's was dull, grey. Rejected, scorned, he buried himself in solitude, until he found an abandoned, darkened heart. Nursing it back to life, Joel's own heart began to glow with a soft, warm light. When he walked back into town, everyone gasped. For his heart was no longer a dull, grey stone; it pulsed with the brilliant light of compassion. And the darkened heart? It beat vibrantly in the chest of a once-lost, now found friend. A dazzling testament that love kindled in darkness can illuminate the darkest hearts.
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Zoe Sunset
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