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Excerpt from a Story Never Told by Autumn Trafficante

…and then, as the last light from the dying sky faded into the listless horizon, and the many creatures of the land paused to acknowledge the changing of the guard – the Sun, relinquishing its fiery hold unto the elegant embrace of the heavenly stars – a stillness swept across her soul, and a calm settled into the oceans of her being; she slept, but for a time, only to rise again.