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I wake on a moonlit shore, my heart beating with the eb of the tide. I slowly look to the moon who reluctantly bears his light from a storm of darkness. A tear, a crystaline approximation of my yearning for truth, descends. I want, nay I need to see the light behind the light.

I turn to Septimus, legs astride I proclaim "the moon is as heart, it waxes and wanes with the passing of time, but it can only hope to reflect the pure light of sun"

Septimus turned, "such grave words from a man of tremendous might are a blessing to my humble ears." "Would that I were the moon, so that my loving earth may shield me from that unwanted glare."

"It seems that we are at odds dear Septimus."

I turn once more to my midnight guide, "Treasure this night, and fill it with your gentle glow, for by day this lands colour shall be hued by not blue but red, with blood, with blood."

"Come maximus, we must away."

Description
I wake on a moonlit shore, my heart beating with the eb of the tide. I slowly look to the moon who reluctantly bears his light from a storm of darkness. A tear, a crystaline approximation of my yearning for truth, descends. I want, nay I need to see the light behind the light.

I turn to Septimus, legs astride I proclaim "the moon is as heart, it waxes and wanes with the passing of time, but it can only hope to reflect the pure light of sun"

Septimus turned, "such grave words from a man of tremendous might are a blessing to my humble ears." "Would that I were the moon, so that my loving earth may shield me from that unwanted glare."

"It seems that we are at odds dear Septimus."

I turn once more to my midnight guide, "Treasure this night, and fill it with your gentle glow, for by day this lands colour shall be hued by not blue but red, with blood, with blood."

"Come maximus, we must away."