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Moon liked the village with a burning passion. It was a nice place to be. All the people bustling around her, in contrast to the silent calm of nature or undying bickering of water spirits, was a welcome change. Very welcome indeed. If she had the choice or could survive without them, Moon would have flushed all the water spirits down a toilet long ago. Her dress, a strapless lace-lined red dress, which was quite fashionable but had grown into a worn, matte red through too many washes, paired with leather boots, also made her blend in with the crowd, as it was an average outfit. Now she needed to find her dear Terra. Moon was quite sure she could find her host planet even in a million people - a mere 60 or so was nothing. 

On cue, she spied a flash of green hair from the edge of her eye. 

Bingo. 

Moon took another deep breath, trying to calm her heart as it immediately started hammering in her chest, and took off down the path, yelling multiple shaky 'excuse me's as she advanced at a turtle's pace through the crowd. 

Today was the first and last day Terra would likely be out of her cottage - because she had run away. Moon didn't know when the next opening would be - and three years of this darn planet was enough, thank you. In other words, today was also her only chance to snag a decent hook on Terra, enough to share names and faces at least. 

Finally, Moon turned an alley, and her eyes immediately landed on Terra. 

Huh. 

A bit different than Moon imagined her glorious host planet.