As Drake walked to the shores of Skyfall in the balmy summer winds, he saw Aura standing on the docks. As he walked over to her, she turned his way and spoke softly to him, “You are my one, my only. Come and watch the sun set over the ship-riddles horizon.” “You do realize our love will never work…” Drake said. “And why is that?” Aura asked him. “You are human and I am Drow. It would be a mixed birth at the very least.” Drake replied sadly. “Then a mixed birth it shall be, for I cannot live without you in my life.” She said forcibly. “But how, my love, shall we make it work?” Drake asked her.
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