He was a man with fire in his eyes and silence in his steps.
From the moment he looked upon the heavens,
he knew—
his life would not be his own.
Selena saw that fire too.
But unlike others,
she did not try to put it out.
She stood quietly,
watching him walk the path of solitude and conviction.
“I knew he would never be mine,” she once whispered,
“but I still loved him.
Not only him—
but the mission he chose,
the burden he carried,
the flame he refused to let die.
I loved that too.”
And so she let him go—
not because she didn’t care,
but because her love was strong enough to bless him from afar.
Enoch, in his pursuit of the sacred,
walked far beyond the reach of human touch.
He found no chalice, no divine vision.
Only silence.
He never turned back.
Never knew
that the grail he sought
once stood behind him
in the eyes of a woman who never stopped praying for him.
He failed to find the Grail.
But perhaps—
he was once loved by it.
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