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Aeonfly soared beyond the dawn’s first shimmer, its luminous wings slicing through layers of shifting mist as the world below slowly awakened.

Guided by ancient instinct, Aeonfly gathered drifting sparks of forgotten constellations, releasing them as glowing arcs that lit hidden paths for wandering souls.

Wherever Aeonfly traveled, the air seemed to hum with quiet wonder, reminding all who looked up that even the smallest guardian of the skies could shape destinies with a single radiant flight.