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[blacksuited]

[ quiet. night time noises in the background-- the chirping of crickets and gentle splashes of water. then a sigh. ]

I had heard tell of the beauty of the Sun, of the warmth of her light on the water.  But no one ever spoke much to me of the Moon, save that he was cold and white and forbidding, or of those far-off lights in the sky-- how small they

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[tembleques]

Did not expect the moon to be called a 'he'.

[blacksuited]

You mean humans call him a she?

[tembleques]

Always been that way.

[ooc: SORRY MY LATE FOREVER i'm going to sleep now sobs silly report// but i'll get to tag tomorrow, for sure!]

[blacksuited]

I see.

Which do you like?

[ ooc: sdlfj IT'S ALL RIGHT get some rest, you <3 ]

[effetes]

... That's quite beautiful, really.

We do indeed call the moon a 'she'. Even assign a goddess to it, at times.

[blacksuited]

Thank you. I do love singing.

--truly? What is her name?

[effetes]

Mm. My Mother used to sing.

Ah, well, that would depend on which religion you ask. I believe the Avaticans call her Serena.

[blacksuited]

So did mine! [ a small, pleased laugh. ] My first memory is of her voice.

Se-re-na. [ attempting to say it right .w. ] What do you call her, miss?