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As the door opened, Dream of the Crimson Moon, standing at the entrance, came into view. She was wearing a light blue-green floral dress with a knitted small cardigan, paired with embroidered white stockings over her knees, and her delicate full toes peeking through the stockings, stepping on the floor, were like a small red flower growing in a snowy mountain.
Across from her was Rose of the Crimson Moon. The two sisters resembled each other by about seventy percent but were di ...
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