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She wore the night like a skin tight dress. The stars dancing from her eyes and her skin shone like the silvery moon.
Tourists & townies both stared at her when she passed. They called her the City Goddess & rumors were the place was made for her. Light sucked out of the world so she'd have a place to shine.
But she was a creation of the Night Council. Groomed & decorated, polished & glittered, then set to roam the city, adding light to the Dark Curse.

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