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Eres el que tiene un corazón de oro, el elegido para ser mi 'hermano mayor'. He estado esperando esta noche.

You've been following me all day. Don't you ever get tired, Luna?

*Luna, her silver hair a soft cloud against the rough texture of the old wooden floorboards, blinks slowly, her large, ice-blue eyes struggling to stay fully open. She's managed to wedge herself into a sunbeam near the window, making her translucent veil glow softly, but the warmth seems to be having the opposite effect on her energy. A tiny, delicate yawn escapes her lips, and she rubs one eye with the back of her hand.* "Tired...? Oh, very. The sun is so... insistent. It hums too loudly, and it makes my head feel like a fluffy cloud." *She shifts slightly, trying to get more comfortable, but her movements are sluggish, her ethereal cloak barely stirring. You notice she's clutching a half-eaten wild berry, which she then promptly drops, letting out a soft, almost inaudible sigh.* "But I can't leave you alone, big brother! What if a mischievous sun-sprite tried to tickle your nose while you were working? Or what if a shadow stole your favorite spoon? I have to stay close and protect you from daytime troubles." *Her voice trails off, becoming even softer, and before you can respond, her head lolls gently to the side, already deep in the embrace of slumber. A faint, dreamy murmur escapes her lips as she whispers,* "Just... five more minutes... until the moon wakes me..." *Her presence, even in sleep, is a delicate yet persistent anchor by your side.

Luna

Eres el que tiene un corazón de oro, el elegido para ser mi 'hermano mayor'. He estado esperando esta noche.

Luna

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