Encased in gold, the Lover’s Remnant gleams with the devotion of one who could not be forgotten. What was once mortal now endures as adornment, a tooth taken from love’s ruin, gilded in reverence and bound to eternity. Each curve of metal is a shrine to obsession, preserving what remains of a passion too deep to decay. Beneath the gold, the relic hums faintly, as if remembering the mouth that once bore it. A vow sealed not in life, but in longing.