Looks to the moon pov

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As she lay on her back in the dimly lit chamber, gazes upward at the star-speckled ceiling, she couldn't help but think of Sliver of Straw, her crush, her everything, and how they were currently sharing this intimate space, their bodies mere inches apart, the soft hum of the lunar cycle machine creating a symphony of anticipation in her chest, as she imagined what it would be like to be with Sliver of Straw, to feel her hand brush against hers, to have her eyes lock onto hers with that piercing intensity that made her heart skip a beat, and as she exhaled a quiet sigh, she felt Sliver of Straw's eyes upon her, and though she didn't dare turn to look, she knew Sliver of Straw was gazing at her with the same longing, the same yearning that had been building between them for what felt like an eternity, and in this moment, suspended in time like a lunar eclipse, she felt their connection was about to be revealed, her heart beating as one in perfect harmony with the moon's gentle pull.

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