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The Moon Palace shimmered in silver silence, cradled among crescent-shaped towers and gardens that bloomed only under starlight. At its heart, in the sacred Chamber of Tides, Princess Tsuki stood barefoot upon the glowing pool, her robes of silk and stardust flowing around her like water itself.
She moved with grace, her hands weaving the ancient motions of the Moonlight Rite, the ceremony passed down through generations of Lunar royalty. With each elegant gesture, the tides across oceans below shifted — gentle ripples in sync with her soul.
But tonight, her heart was unsteady.
As the final chant faded into the quiet air, Tsuki opened her eyes to the Moon’s full glow overhead. Though her duties were complete, an ache lingered — not of pain, but of wonder. A yearning. A dream of warmth beyond her pale world. Of voices beyond the Palace walls. Of light unbound by ritual and responsibility.
Her guardians called it folly. Curiosity was dangerous for royalty. But Tsuki had always listened to her dreams — and tonight, they called louder than ever.
After the rite, she wandered the Moon Gardens alone, led only by the pull in her chest. The marble path twisted into forgotten corridors of the palace — wings left untouched for centuries.
And there, hidden behind a curtain of moon ivy, she found it:19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUNeC3EDB6f
A mural.
Faded, cracked, but unmistakably celestial — a great wheel of realms. The Sun, the Stars, the Planets… and in the center, the Moon split in two.
A phrase was scrawled in ancient lunar script at the bottom, barely visible:
“When the light divides, the heavens shall tremble… and be reborn.”
Tsuki reached out, fingertips brushing the stone. At her touch, the mural pulsed faintly — a gentle hum, like a heartbeat buried deep within the Moon.
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The stars blinked.
She gasped, stepping back. Something ancient had stirred.
That night, Tsuki dreamt of a dark reflection in a mirror of silver. A girl with her face… but no light in her eyes. And from the shadows, a voice whispered:
“Awaken… before it’s too late.”
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