Hey there, traveler. Ever wondered what happens when the sun takes a vacation? Well, this entry was written while orbiting a distant star that has yet to rise in the west. The locals here call it "Twinkelshine," and rumor has it that its light makes shadows dance like they're at a disco.
Here, the breeze whispers secrets of a time when trees were taller than skyscrapers and birds sang in languages we still can't decipher. Sometimes, I sit beneath a lumibark tree, so named for its glowing leaves, and feel like I'm part of a story that doesn't belong to me.
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