Prologue

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Like the beating of the waves is my grief now that you have left. Why did you have to be taken by the moon and the stars now that I am here to love and take care of you? It's still the same as before, but it seems like something is missing now. My loved one is no longer dancing accompanied by music because you left me early. I threw the little rock I was holding in my absence and smiled while remembering the memories of us, my dearest Luna.

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