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Prologue

It is said that long, long ago, there lived a princess in an underground realm, where neither lies nor pain exist, who dreamt of the human world. Princess Moanna dreamt of a perfect blue sky and an infinite sea of clouds; she dreamt of the sun and the grass and the taste of rain. . . . So, one day the princess escaped her guards and came to our world. Soon the sun erased all her memories and she forgot who she was or where she came from. She wandered the earth, suffering cold, sickness, and pain. And finally, she died.

Her father, the king, would not give up searching for her. For he knew Moanna’s spirit to be immortal and hoped that it one day would come back to him.

In another body, at another time. Perhaps in another place.

He would wait.

Down to his last breath.

Until the end of time.s and she forgot who she was or where she came from. She wandered the earth, suffering cold, sickness, and pain. And finally, she died.

Her father, the king, would not give up searching for her. For he knew Moanna’s spirit to be immortal and hoped that it one day would come back to him.

In another body, at another time. Perhaps in another place.

He would wait.

Down to his last breath.

Until the end of time.