I am not with the other guardians. They do not understand. They don't know why I would be sad when all others are happy. I have a smile, but it is a disguise. Even the sweetest heart can be broken inside. The cracks are invisible, the pain is not. I am not heartbroken, persay, but I am lonely beyond belief. There is no medicine for this pain. I am Llewellyn, the guardian of the heartbroken and lonely. I am Celtic, Welsh. My ancestors were of magic. I am a faye, but a sad one. I am the lonely Druid.

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