As you enter the bastion:
"The night is visibly still. Silver moonlight trails softly through the chamber from the stainglass windows. You hear whispers carried on the wind———prayers, invocations, secrets. The flickering of candlelight illuminates the bastion, casting a warm light on the walls."

You see an inscription on the wall, it reads :
"And so we wait, on bated breath, for the la Luna to rise and le Soleil to set. And when She is o'er our heads, lest us not dismay, the rust is at bay; so we may now dance and play and be creative together today. "

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