Cayenne (
microhylidae's primary girlfriend) and Neil and I all walked to the diner together after the contradance was over. I paused briefly, and looming above us were the pale branches of a tree, almost white against the navy-deep sky. And it was beautiful. Cayenne stopped and smiled with me, while everyone else walked on. I knew that she saw the same thing,
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