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Third Person

13 months ago

The moon glowed high in all its full glory. Sliver light descended from it and hopped around dark corners. The light when fell on the Palacio of Romero, milky white color shined dazzlingly. It felt like the entire place has come to life, bathing in the affection of a silver ball at midnight. The surroundings were engulfed by a blanket of calm other than the low melody of crickets. The sweet garden was flooded with warm glowing fireflies. Cold air flew past the open fields faintly caressing the century-old walls.