In the moon dust

In the moon dust

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Naozumi stares with his mouth wide opened. His brain trying its best to register as much details as possible. Slowly, he steps backwards, stumbling upon his own feet making the sand spoil his one of hundreds of night gowns, all in which his eyes never left the girl who had just merged out of water at a few strokes past midnight. Maybe the prince should not have wandered out tonight. "Y-you... you came out of... water..!" He finally manages to push through the astonishment that had been blocking his words from leaving his mouth. The moon shines brightly upon the girl who had just merged from the water, her threads of a dress drifting around as her hair remains sticking to her body frame. As the moonlight touches the girl, her body luminates, moon dust covering her body whole. She smiles, quite entertained by the astonishment of the prince who is now covered in sand. "Yes, apparently so." The girl covered in the moon dust replies. ************************************************************* This will most probably end in disappointment. This is based on anime logic. Wanna know what happens next? Find out by reading my story.
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