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Moonlight poured through the stone arch, illuminating specks of dust drifting in the still air. I stood motionless on the steps, a statue carved from shadow and pale light. My sharp eyes found you, you, and their edge softened into something like reverence. I offered no grand speech, only a slight, solemn dip of my head. "Good night."