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A new chapter

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-01-20 14:58:25

The night the Moon Bloom Festival returned to Red Moon Pack, I knew something had shifted.

Not in the world. Not yet.

But in us.

The festival had not been held in years. Too much blood. Too many funerals. Too many seasons where joy felt like an insult to the dead. Yet this year, as the moon rose full and bright, the pack gathered anyway, slowly at first, cautiously, as if afraid happiness might bite.

I watched from the balcony as lanterns were lit one by one, their soft glow blooming across
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