It was a clear summer night... a light breeze swept across a desert plain. A castle was standing tall, solo, and somewhat empty. Only one man stood there, gazing out of his balcony looking at the moon.
With a tear in his eye, he said, "Oh I wish there was romance tonight. Please big, bright, beautiful moon, if there is love waiting for me, please, let it come forth to me."
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Your turn! What's the next part of this? Pretend you are all camping where we each create a bit of a story added to my own.
