It's been eleven years since this human keep coming to this came every full moon and new moon. Twice a month. Once when the night was the brightest and once - when the darkest. Human was something mortals considered adult. Today they came too. With white flowers in hands, soft smile on face. "Hello, mother of the night". Nyx never answered their greeting but today she stepped out of shadow Hello, little human.
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