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13-May-2020
The crescent is visible again. Looking at it sends countless memories soaring through your head. You loved sneaking off to watch mesmerizing eclipses like these. So much so, that sometimes getting lost in the forest over it was never a setback. Before the barrier and dome even came to be, the constellations at night were a fond memory for you and your mother. She loved the view... Or rather, you suppose it's more accurate to say she loved your description of it. Despite relying only on your words to illustrate the beauty of the world, to her it was more than enough. And your childish limited vocabulary at the time never seemed to bother her, either. It's a good thing you visited her grave earlier today. That's going to remain…