“We stood there, sitting on the porch, with our stained witch robes, looking at the moon. Then, suddenly, I remembered the moment when, despite being in the bakery’s basement, I saw myself in another place.“
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“Once I passed the paying line, I started dodging the customers inside the shop. When, suddenly, my arm got trapped in a tight grip.”
“Come into the light,” – She said as I approached.
“Pay close attention to it,” – She touched the surface with her fingertips. I stared at it until it reminded me of something.
“What does it look like?”
“Well, it seems like the moon. Doesn’t it?”
“Exactly! It’s a tiny moon replica!” – She said, eyes wide open.
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