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A collection of short stories, as written by Leah Larkspur.
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Moonlark Madness: Just Friends
“Nice table!” Elidi materialized beside Luna with a tray of mallowmelt and prattles, plus a bottle of Youth to wash it all down. “This one is usually taken by now, since it has such a good view.”
A good view? Luna looked around. It was dark—depressingly so—because of a giant banner covering the glass walls. That was why she’d picked it, actually, but she didn’t see why Elidi appreciated it so much.
“Well… usually, anyway.”