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Lumenovus    I wandered to where I couldn’t hear the music any longer, and had only the night breeze and crickets for company.  Even on festival nights, this was my only enjoyment.  Maybe I was ugly and undesirable, but nature was still beautiful.  The crickets would never call me a freak, the breeze wouldn’t skip over me and find someone else’s cheeks to caress.    I looked at the moon hanging over the distant peaks of the palace, and wondered what mysteries lay beyond my father’s kingdom.  There has to be more to life than this, I thought.  What do people do out there,