You screamed as I appeared. I loved scaring you. The street was decorated for the moon festival. Treats lined shelves, there were enough lights to power a city strung up, and carts were selling everything from small handmade toys to big crafted decorations. It was always pretty at the moon festival. I laughed as you punched me and scowled. Hey dont be mad! I brought you a gift. I said smiling down at you and holding out a black box wrapped in velvet Happy moon festival
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