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- Up on the Moon, however, there was no cause for laughter. Tsar Lunar—the one we call the Man in the Moon—was on high alert. Something was amiss. Each night he sent thousands of moonbeams down to Earth. And each night they returned and made their reports. If they were still bright, all was well.
- But if they were darkened or tarnished from their travels, Tsar Lunar would know that the children of Earth needed his help. For a millennium all had been well and the moonbeams had returned as brightly as they had ventured forth. But now, one moonbeam had not returned.
- And for the first time in a very long time, Tsar Lunar felt an ancient dread.
- Nicholas Saint North and the Battle of the Nightmare King Chapter 1
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