The moonlight was like water, gently spilling over the quiet path. Silver patches of light dotted the ground, as if the stars of the night sky had descended to the mortal realm.
Lika stood quietly by Suchen's side. Her normally icy red eyes seemed to grow warm under the illumination of the moonlight, sparkling like little flecks of starlight. She looked up, gazing at the full moon. An indescribable tranquility and harmony permeated the air.
"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival," Lika said softly, a rare gentleness in her voice. Suchen turned his head to look at her beside him, smiling as he replied, "Mhm, happy Mid-Autumn Festival."
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