Status: My inspiration for this story has ceased to exist, I'm not sure if I'm able to finish it the way I want to...

Anthelion

Sole

Claire.

So simple and elegant in its integrity. It was what defined her and it was what soon defined me.

Claire.

Cryptic and esoteric, known only by and to me. It was the only word that ever mattered.

She suddenly became Claire. And Claire suddenly occupied every atom of my being.
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