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*Isla* “Go back, Isla,” the Moon Goddess says to me. “Go back.” “But I want to come with you,” I argue as I continue to float toward her. She shakes her golden curls and says, “It’s not time yet. I brought you here only to remind you of two things, dear child. One, you are loved, and two… it is time that you remembered who you are.” I stare at her in confusion. My mind is foggy anyway. I can’t remember how I came to be here, floating through the sky with her, and I can’t remember where I’m meant to be. So how am I supposed to remember who I am? But she doesn’t give me a chance to ask that question. She just says the same words to me again. “Go back, Isla. Go back.” I open my mouth to attempt another protest. The sky is full of stars—I am floating on air! It’s all so perfect, and in