The group had wandered for hours, going around and around and around in circles, but they finally came upon the seemingly fabled lake. A rabbit sat cross legged at the opposite bank, her white ears bobbing up and down with the movement of her head. The chocolaste brown beret nestled between them didn't do much to keep them in place, but it matched nicely with her electric yellow hair. She held a yellow and brown shirt (similar to the one she was wearing) and a washboard in one hand, and a stick with white dango in the other. The sun began to set lower in the sky. She noticed this, stuck the entire dango stick into her mouth, and began to scrub and chew simultaneously with vigor. Her hands moved at the speed of light, and her shirt was squeaky clean before the sun even dared to kiss the mountain tops. She cleanly removed the leftover bamboo stick and picked at her teeth a bit with it. She then wiped the sweat off her forehead, and looked up to see her unannounced visitors.

"Well, I'll be! 'S been a while since I've had comp'ny." she said, her voice loud despite the drawl hanging off of it. "Don't be shy, I don't bite."

Murasa skirted around the edge of the lake, slightly suspicious of her. The rabbit extended a hand, and in it was another dango stick, this one green and white.

"Go on, have some. Does a body good." she said while patting her stomach.

She took it cautiously, and pulled off one of the green dango. It seemed normal enough, albeit, it was stickier than what she was used to. She shrugged and popped it into her mouth, chewing decidedly. It was slightly minty, and didn't stick to the roof of her mouth, like she expected.

"Good, right?"she waved the others over. "Y'all come on over!"

They slowly inched around, and she gave them a hospitable smile.

"I don't have enough to give everybody a full one of their own, but I've got enough for each of y'all to have a single one."

With that, she held out a long bamboo stick with 9 multicolored dango skewered onto it.

"I almost forgot to introduce myself! I'm Ringo, a rabbit from the moon. Nice to meet y'all."

Everyone was too busy chewing to give a proper response, so they only nodded. Ringo smirked a bit.

"Y'all look dead tired, and you wouldn't come all this way for nothing," she stood. "I'll let y'all rest up a bit in the probe I came here on. We can talk business in the morning."

Murasa and her crew thanked her profusely, and she simply waved them off.

"'S jus hospitality. Y'all rest easy now."

As sleep tugged at her eyelids, Murasa swore she saw Ringo snicker.

—

She had ended up in space for her dream, which was quite unusual, but welcome, considering her typical nightmares. As she floated about aimlessly, she felt her arms degenerate into limp jelly. Her crew was a little ways away, bumbling about confusedly. A girl with a bright red cap and a swishing tail addressed them, her voice surreal and yet, quite serene.

"No, come this way! Not- Ugh. Forget it. Your nightmares weren't worth eating anyway."

She spotted Murasa, and made her way over, a hungry gleam in her eye.

"Now, as for you... I'll definitely eat your drea- Wait a moment..." she said, looking Murasa up and down. "You're awake! Or... at least, your spirit is. The last person who did that wanted to get to the Lunar Capital. Is it safe to assume that you want the same?"

Murasa nodded sluggishly. Her brain felt like much and all of the words she wanted to say liquefied as soon as they touched her voice box.

"I see, I see. And those lugs, over there," she jerked a thumb behind her. "You want me to send them too, yes~?"

The dreamy figure chuckled for a bit at Murasa's struggle, and pointed behind her a little ways away.

"Make your way over that way, and you'll end up at the Lunar Capital. Though, I do recommend heeding their dictations to the letter. It won't end well for you if you don't."

Murasa managed to ask the strange girl for her name, but no matter how hard she tried she couldn't keep herself from slurring.

"My name? Doremy. Doremy Sweet."

"Do... Re... Mi?"

"Fa-So-La-Ti-Do." she replied smugly. "But in all seriousness, I'm Doremy, the manager of Gensokyo's dreamworld."

Even if she wanted to, Murasa couldn't question her, as she had began to float away. Doremy politely waved at her, smiling cheekily all the while. She slowly extended a hand, but her vision blurred it into a pale blob. The silence was killing her, and as she floated along, frigid air wrapped itself around her, chilling her to her core. The atmosphere had woke her up a bit, and she turned to see pure whiteness contrasting against a black sky speckled with tiny sparkles. She began to kick her feet, reaching out to it.

Just a little longer.Just a little while longer.

Murasa repeated this over and over as the moon's surface came closer and closer. The outlines of craters jutted out of the blinding white, jagged and of an unknown depth. It was in one of the more shallow ones that she made contact with solid ground. She rolled down the side, holding her arms up to her face to protect it from the dust. As she stood and coughed away the last bit of the glittery cloud that had formed, she could see the towering spires of a city rising into the depths of space. Her crew shortly made their way down as well, still half asleep from the journey over. Murasa climbed up to the edge of the crater and the rest of the city came into view, imposing on the landscape, and yet fitting, in some odd way.

"We're here." she whispered as she sat on the crater's edge. "The Lunar Capital."