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The Illuminators
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Ongoing, First published Apr 25, 2024
Mature
As Miyu-ra discreetly changed clothes, Saet-sa turned away, respecting her privacy. When he looked back, he was stunned by her transformation. Without her usual intricate patterns, she appeared as a normal woman, her beauty illuminated by the firelight. "It's quite the disguise," Saet-sa remarked, curious. Miyu-ra smiled mysteriously, hinting at secrets untold.
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*An illuminator generally refers to a person who manually decorates manuscripts with gold, silver, and vivid colors, particularly during the Middle Ages. They often added elaborate designs, borders, and illustrations, known as illuminations, to the pages of handwritten books. These embellishments made the manuscripts visually striking and highly valued.
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Meet Miyu-ra, the enigmatic Sacred Painter, whose artistry conceals deeper mysteries. Born in a distant land and brought to Mi-tara as a holy child, Miyu-ra's eccentricities set her apart. She dwells in solitude within a cemetery, finding solace among the silent graves, away from the bustling capital's chaos. As she grapples with the weight of her talent and the haunting memories of her past, Miyu-ra's enigmatic presence raises questions among those who encounter her.

Amidst the clash of wills and the looming threat of rebellion, the fate of Mi-tara hangs in the balance. Can Miyu-ra's artistry illuminate the shadows of the kingdom's darkest hour?
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