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The dawn painted the forest in hues of gold and pink, tinting Ataahua’s scales a lovely shade of amber. Like a goddess of light and beauty… To F-23 no flower, nor sunset would ever compare to the sheer beauty possessed by Ataahua. Even F-23 looked dim and dull in comparison, not that she cared. Their beloved deserved to shine like the very sun that she resembled....

The night was alive with the chirping of insects and the croak of distant frogs, streams of moonlight glinted off the fresh green leaves and glittered on the water which had been collected during the earlier rainstorm. The storm had left the ground damp and loose, tricky to navigate but far from impossible.F-23’s belly scraped along the...