The night was wrapped in an almost magical atmosphere, with Nyxthalia dominating the sky, its silver light softly reflecting on everything around. After hours of fruitless searching in the library, Luana felt drawn to the garden, seeking solace in the nighttime tranquility. Sitting on the grass, the only light bathing her came from the large silver moon, while the other two moons, Irethis and Lysára, remained hidden, as if resentful of not being able to shine with equal intensity. Thus, Luana saw herself as a supporting character in a story that wasn't hers, a minor piece in a game of forces far beyond her control.
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