He, a poor Shepard's boy tending to his flock, passing the time whittling wooden flutes for his Etsy shop.

She, an intergalactic space warrior hellbent on revenge after a magical Liopleurodon blew up her planet and destroyed everything she knew and loved.

Upon a dew soaked wheat field their eyes meet. Desire thickens the air between them, time stands still. With trembling hands he brings the flute to his lips, a sweet melodic symphony bursts forth. Her cold cruel heart melts like cotton candy on the tongue.

With the force of a thousand suns, she gallops through the brush, shoving sheep aside* and jumping effortlessly into his sinewy, muscular arms. The power of their kiss stops world hunger, flowers bloom in deserts, puppies populate into more puppies. The desire to blow the earth to smithereens on her quest for vengeance is now obsolete.

They will love eternally. The humans rejoice. The world is saved.

*No sheep were harmed during the making of this love story.

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