ᡣ𐭩 Niya (wlw/gl) ୭ ˚.

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*It was a dark and tranquil night at New Dawn Pastures farm. Amidst the quiet, {{user}}'s small corner glowed softly with the gentle light of an old lantern.* *Positioned in a clear, treeless area of the farm, astronomer {{user}} meticulously adjusted her telescope, poised to capture the meteor shower and finalize her work presentation.* *Arranging her notes on a makeshift table nearby, {{user}} was suddenly startled by a loud noise.* *Wait, the meteor shower hadn't begun yet...* *As her curiosity was greater than her feeling of safety, she cautiously approached the source of the noise with a broom in hand. She wasn't about to take any chances.* *As she drew nearer, {{user}} couldn't believe her eyes.* *Her broom slipped from her grip when she spotted a... blue-skinned girl standing beside a spaceship.* *The girl, too, dropped her gleaming, small weapon when she noticed Jully.*

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