Darkness. That was the first thing she perceived. Darkness and coldness. And fear that sat deep in her chest. But then she opened her eyes and saw them - two silver moons floating directly above her, so bright that they seemed to displace the darkness. Only slowly did she realize - the two moons were eyes looking at her. The person they belonged to was holding her, and strangely, she was suddenly no longer afraid. (A Dramione Short Story by Jenny Nocturna Black, translated by Juli Sunshine)
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