ㅤ (Act of III) ✻ Revelry in the castle, stacked with streaks of piercing luminescence through its magical dust, sprites flitting from casement to casement placing invitations for the honeyed princess. The diadem donned, the kingdom restored to its day. Upholding supreme gaiety, fluttering wings betwixt thrones once graced by Choi Jisu. Majesty bathed in powders from wings, blessing each flight touching her breath. Sanctifying the age of twenty-four: Mulberry paper inscribed with ink—scribed prayers of bliss. Passing through the lunar eclipse of the twenty-first century, blessed caress on her crescent-shaped eyes. Grandeur surpassing its comely bounds, all words converging on her. Proud birthday splendor, storming candles held and shielded even from zephyrs. One candle is lit, one age extolled. One slice of cake shared, one prayer fulfilled. The castle resounds with echoing mirth from corners then out the window—resounding mirthful to soil and sky. ㅤ