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... oat, their sharp edges seeming to prick and sting inside me.
“You see me as you know me,” the Crescent Moon said gently.
“In my memory, there is no such thing. Yet you ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ know me. Do you not?”
I coughed, trying to breathe. She was quick to notice. I struggled in the net before forcing words out.
“I—I didn’t know you’d have pink hair.”
“Ppiyak!”
“Well, I knew roughly, but didn’t expect this look.”
She felt completely different from ...
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