His Banished Luna Returned With Triplets
Sarah burst out, her pitch high and almost giddy, as she turned in a circle, soaking in the bizarre setup, her eyes bulging with amazement, like a little girl in a candy store.
The monkeys eyed us, their vivid blue gazes sparkling, digging in a way that set me on edge, like they were judging, biding their time. The lead one—the same that had lured us down—ambled toward Sarah, its large, mournful eyes twinkling, its chestnut fur taking on a warm hue in the murky dimness.
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