It was a fine thing indeed, Luna thought, being eleven. She loved the symmetry of it, and the lack of symmetry. Eleven was a number that was visually even, but functionally not – it looked one way and behaved in quite another. Just like most eleven-year-olds, or so she assumed.

-Kelly Barnhill

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