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Yet another extremely outstanding story. I'm slowly turning into a fan, an adept and an evangelist of M.M., I think!

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She tried to distract herself by planning who she would be that day.
A thousand possibilities floated before her. (c)
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Levana knew a great deal about beauty, just as she knew a great deal about ugliness. (с)
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It calmed her, sinking into the glamour. (c)
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She was a beautiful fool, though, which was the worst kind. (c)
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A risqué effervescent spirit. (c)
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The stronger Luna’s economy grew, the more Levana wanted.
She cried now because she wanted so very, very much.
She wanted everything for her people.
She wanted Earth.
She needed Earth.
All of it. Every mountain. Every river. Every canyon and glacier and sandy shore. Every city and every farm. Every weak-minded Earthen. (c)