Have you ever wandered through a garden at night, the fragrance of moon-blooming flowers coiling around your senses, and heard laughter like the chimes of tiny bells? Have you followed paths of lunar light through the trees, into a mist full of will o' the wisps? Or seen bees dancing with golden winged motes, upon the petals of sweet violets in the soft sun of a Spring morning? Have you watched glimmering gems of rain tremble on the tips of branches and observed fleeting faces and forms within the chiaroscuro of fiery Autumn leaves? Whether you have or not, welcome...
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