does this grass look weird to you?

“Ha! I like your theory. Magic from the moon...” she mused glancing up at the sky for a moment. It could be said that all this weirdness started from the moon. It’s strange swollen form, the lack of its waning. Should that have affected the tides, too? She shook her head, not wanting to get too lost in the why of it all. She just wanted to experience it. “I’m Keetie, love” she said, offering him an easy smile and collapsing lightly on the overly colorful ground. “Come, would you sit with me a while and admire this Moon-world?” she suggested with an easy shine in her eyes.

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