Tsukyo, the Japanese word for "The moon". There's something sad yet beautiful about the sound of the word.       When Popuri was a child, she met a special boy, and fell in love with him. She doesn't remember his name, but she does know that one day, he will come, and take her hand in marriage. However, fate can be rather cruel and unfair at times. Will she be able to handle the truth that will haunt her soon?
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