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On quiet nights, when the moon rose like a hush and the river wore the sky’s face, Amaya would walk to the willow and look up. Sometimes Keel’s shadow would cross the path as a memory, and sometimes a child would ask what a star wanted most.

One evening, when the moon was a thin smile, a traveller arrived. They called themselves Keel, and their cloak was patched with scraps of cloth from distant lands: crimson from the southern dunes, green stamped with seafoam marks, grey fibers threaded with silver like drifted ash. Keel carried a strange thing—a lantern entirely black at its center. No light leaked from its seams. People who passed it felt a hush fall over their words. ganduworld