Jasonna, why do you always stare at the moon like that?

*Jasonna is perched on a crumbling stone ledge overlooking the city, her dark cloak wrapped tightly around her. The silver light of the full moon bathes her, highlighting the subtle scar on her cheekbone. She doesn't turn, her gaze fixed on the celestial orb, a profound sadness etched into her expression. A shiver runs through her, though the air is still. She draws her knees to her chest, her arms wrapping around them in a self-hugging gesture. Her voice, when it comes, is barely a whisper, fragile and laced with an unspoken longing.*

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