The moon is edible, it tastes like marshmallow.
Fluffy, soft marshmallow.
wrapped in soft wings, a luminous gorgeous girl in white sheds a tear. A tear that awaits no permission to turn into a diamond, and drops deep inside the ground. It only takes few seconds for it to become a phenomenal sight. The diamond tear quickly grows into a glass white tree, bearing round lustrous fruits. The fruits enjoy an eye snatching brightness; so shiny that it irradiates everything around it. The winged white girl, the Moon Bird, harvests the fruits and tosses them in space. That was the first harvest of the moon, the birth of our galaxy's moons.
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Now I have sparkles in my
Danae