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The stars were beginning to rise.    The sea are still glistening with flocks of floating lanterns by the surface, while the beach was all alive with chatter, laughter, stories, and songs, as many Faians gather to celebrate the peak of the rite.    And just up in the hill that overlooks the sea, Mirae watched from afar, curled into a puff of pink mist that again, made her looked like a cotton candy. Her wings are all tucked under her body mist...

Moments after they went back to the shore, Mirae and Ceci went back to their quite solitude. Up in the small hill not far from the beach itself. The soft night breeze with the scent of the sea blew around them, giving just one last touch of the night.    Mirae is now nestled on her flower-sticthed picnic mat, her wings were folded neatly under her mist as she closed her eyes in serene. And Ceci, after taking her time getting too comfortable on Mirae's head and recons...

The ocean shimmered beneath the moonlight, lanterns floating like scattered fireflies, carried more and more further to the horizon by the gentle waves.    Meanwhile, Mirae floats around by the shore. Hovering just in front of a wooden boat painted in pale blue.   "Should we...go by boat? Or should we just fly?" she mumbled aloud, looking back and forth at Ceci that is now standing next to her, her own wings, and the boat itself.  �...

The sun hung low, casting a golden warmth over Lylluna Reef's sands, where the scent of seafoam and palm leaves mingled in the air. The Rite of The Reef was nearing its peak, as many Faians prepared their lanterns, along with the laughter and conversations trailing behind the ocean breeze.    Somewhere, far away from the chattering crowds and nestled on a flower-stitched picnic mat, Mirae. And her ever tiny pet, Ceci.    Mirae fluttered her wi...

Mirae’s eyes fluttered open the very moment as the sun rays shone through the windows of her cottage. Though, one can say that it was more of a sudden urgency of someone who just remembered of something vital. Her pink mists, too, puffed out like a startled clouds. Along with her wings that twitches excitedly.    “IT’S TODAY!!” she screamed. Her voice definetly blasted through her entire cottage. Maybe around the peaceful neighbourhoods too.   ...