Two witches and a Black Cat stood in a row at the entrance of the Secret Realm's miniature world, silently gazing at the unusual phenomenon in the sky.
The moon, which hung in the sky alongside the sun, was significantly larger and brighter than the "Sun," and today even more so. The somewhat ethereal moonlight had become more solidified; the moon's disc, once the size of a jade plate, seemed to have inflated like a balloon to the size of a wheel.
Just by staring at it for a while, the Black Cat and the witches all felt a sense of spiritual emptiness and a blankness of thought. For a moment, the Black Cat didn't want to do anything at all, with only the enormous moon present in its mind.
"I feel like I can see the jade rabbit on the moon," the Black Cat said, neck craned, staring at the shadows on the moon, its voice sounding somewhat hollow, "do you see that dark patch? Doesn't it look like a rabbit pounding medicine?"