The moon never set in Elaris.
Floating high above the world, the city shimmered with quiet magic — towers carved from moonstone, streets lined with glowing blossoms, and skies forever cloaked in twilight. On this eternal night, the Glass Garden stood bathed in silver light, breathless with anticipation. At its center stood Park Jimin, the Celestial Dancer — a figure of elegance and mystery. Draped in silks that shimmered like stardust, he looked less like a man and more like a dream made real
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