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"Miss Moon used to have a tiger friend."
"For real? I mean, a friend?"
Eon broke the bread in two and handed the smaller piece to Zoe.
"Yeah. She, well, she used to live in this big, pretty place where she used to have all kinds of things. I mean, you know how her father used to be a rich merchant? He bought everything she whimsically asked for, even a tiger."
The past that Miss Moon and her father shared, the memory fragment that her father had given her, also contained the memories of when she was younger.
She had forgotten some of those things when she started practicing dark arts, but thanks to the fragment, she remembered those things. At least, some of those things.
