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On the peak of Mt. Madjaas, the god of death, Sidapa, watches the sky night after night-his golden eyes never missing the soft glow of Libulan, the gentle god of the moon. In silence and stillness, Sidapa waits... not to take a soul, but to feel one.
His love is not loud-it's patient, aching, and eternal.
For years, he whispered wishes into the wind, hoping Libulan would hear them. But how can a god of death ever hold something as distant and delicate as the moon? Can a deity born from shadows be loved by one born of light?
This is not just a story of gods.
This is the story of longing.
Of stars yearning for the moon.
Of one who waited-and one who glowed.
Will the moon ever look back?
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