I need help
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I am having some trouble with my fantasy story Heaven in hell:

The End
His snow white skin glowed with heavenliness; his eyes glowed like the stars on a star lit night. His moon silver hair moved with the barely present wind. The blue tears fell from his face as he looked at her lovingly, and selfishly. The red turning the white to a dull pink, her slow breaths steamed out of her mouth, gurgling the blood back. He went to his knees and put his wounded hand over her forehead and whispered her name, feeling the warmth that he loved so much rapidly become icy. Her forest green eyes turning black, he yelled her name over and over again and yet she seemed so distant, so close to death. But she could hear him, she could hear as if he was in her head but she could not see him any more. She knew she was dieing, although she felt no pain, she knew she was dieing.
She knew she couldn't fight it. "Let me go, Sagaciti...just let me go," she pulled herself up with the last bit of strength to whisper into his ear. He looked into her eyes for a brief moment before they went completely cold. She fell back holding in her last breath.
Sagaciti stared with no feeling left inside of him, he felt that he could go mad at any moment but all he could do was stare. Hours later a horrid scream came from his mouth, he didn't know how to stop it, he couldn't help what came out of his mouth and it just would not stop. His tears brought the sleet and the snow. As it fell he scooped her up and walked slowly to her side of the forest, where she could rest for eternity.
The Beginning
“How excellent that my own daughter will be representing us at this function,” exclaimed the solid voice of Davis the god of the wood.
“Now father it is not that big of a deal,” she blushed as the rest stared at her, “really, it’s not.”
“Come now darling,” the tranquil voice of her mother came from the wind, “being invited to one of these functions is no small task Dominitria.”
Dominitria nodded towards her mother, “Thank you mother.”
Beaute goddess of the wind smiled gaily back at her daughter and then towards Davis with his impressive build in his arms. Out of all the children Beaute and Davis had together Dominitria was their favorite; she could do not wrong in their eyes. She was the meaning of perfection in their eyes, and going to this to convention for the soon to be gods and goddesses. Only the best of the best were invited, and even some of the very greatest were not invited to this gathering.
“Come we must go and find some fabrics for some new dresses,” Beaute pulled Dominitria towards the back room.
“Do you really think I need more than one dress?”
Her mother’s easy laugh relaxed Dominitria’s anxiety about going to the convention, “you can’t be to careful now can you Dominitria.”
Dominitria agreed with an affectionate smile, “No you can’t mother.”

I don't know where to go from here and my mystical muse seems to be on summer break to so I need some help...if anyone wants to help...please
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