
The moon waxed and waned, year after year, ever the same. Blessed to be a dancer, she fulfilled the vow of her life. Born like the dark of the new moon, she gradually grew full and radiant. As the soul of the dance faded, beneath the remnant glow of a jade crescent moon, the scene was lonely and desolate, yet it was nothing more than a return to life's vast, uncharted expanse.

Traces of Chroma
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