[479] Jikji (Direct Pointing) (1) Plu, dragging along her injured body, stood before Shirone. Among the seventy-two grades of fairies, Mirka—of the 2nd grade—radiated an aesthetic force unlike that of angels. If an angel’s beauty was vast and reverent, Mirka’s beauty sprang from the quaint colors of a miniature fairy-tale. Of course, none of that mattered to Plu. She was...
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