The Starlight Princess

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…It was a sound that tickled the very fabric of space. Astra continued to play, her cheeks puffed out, her eyes squeezed shut in concentration, weaving a tapestry of sonic delight. The comet, the great starlight thief, began to tremble uncontrollably, its icy form convulsing with what could only be described as cosmic mirth. The stolen starlight, unable to withstand the sheer absurdity of the kazoo's serenade, began to leak from its grasp, showering around them like a celestial confetti. Astra played on, a grin spreading across her face as she watched her unlikely weapon work its magic. The comet, cornered and utterly tickled, was finally surrendering its ill-gotten gains.