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Luminance: The Rose And The Moon Rabbit

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Lesen Sie den Roman Luminance: The Rose And The Moon Rabbit des Autors Azora_Angelina, veröffentlicht auf WebNovel.There was once a rose who fell in love with one of the lights in the sky, the sun.One day, the rose decided to confess to the sun, but found out that the sun had happily married the night before. And ...

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There was once a rose who fell in love with one of the lights in the sky, the sun. One day, the rose decided to confess to the sun, but found out that the sun had happily married the night before. And so the rose cried each night, withering and pale, hoping, "Maybe, if there is a next life, and if I fall for the same sun, I'll tell him how I feel." "Why are you crying?", asked the moon. The Rose sniffled and replied,"My heart aches as I watch the one I love in the arms of another." "Ah... I see. I too, had fallen for a star," the Moon said. RIIIINGGGG! "Augh... school..." mumbled Elea. She had been studying in the library, but had fallen asleep while reading utterly long blocks of boring text about religious history. She sluggishly picked up her things and headed to her homeroom. it was 6:30 AM. Her long nights of studying were coming to a short end since her history midterm exam would be next period. Bzztttt. She checked buzzing phone. It was Uncle Ed, the text said. How did he get her phone number and what did he want? Elea crumpled her fist and took a deep breath that mostly sounded like a sigh. She stared down at the floor angrily and quickly paced towards the door. She could already hear Professor Hemriff lecturing and pointing out which chapters everyone had trouble on the exams. "Oof!" Elea bumped into a warm, red velvet sweater. "Ah, Elea, late as usual, welcome back to class," Professor Hemriff announced as the class laughed," I see you met our new student. Come in both of you." I stood up straight to look at the tall figure appropriately. He spat a glare at me, saying, "Watch where you're going," and, "Stop looking at me." Exams were stressful enough. She didn't need another person to add onto her stress

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