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Outside of the nursery, there was a lone Luma as white as snow. It looked at Rosalina as she moved around the observatory and looked at the cosmos infront of her. The Luma saw Rosalina and how she looked so tired. Little sleep came to Rosalina as she always had to look after the Luma's. The White Luma, that dubbed itself as Bright, thought of a plan to help the one it thought of as a mother.
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