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âHow peculiarâŚâ The petite girl gazed up into the air, the lace parasol guarding her from the night air while she glanced at the watch. âItâs early evening and it is already dark. How could that be?â Luma was taking some time after closing her boutique for the day and was merely thinking out loud, wondering if her mama was coming sooner than she thought. With the thought, the star princessâ smile shimmered through the twilight; a faint sign of her galactic power.
âWhy is it peculiar?â Zoe questioned with a raised brow. âItâs what happens every year around this time. Have you not noticed it before?â Truth be told, Zoe loved it when it got like this.















