There was the New Moon corresponding to the Waning Moon, the Waxing Crescent Moon to the Waning Crescent Moon, and so on.
Xiao Chen scanned his surroundings and saw that the palace hall was completely empty. There wasn't a single pillar, cabinet, or even a stool in sight.
The most striking sight was an enormous Crystal Moon Wheel suspended upside down from the ceiling, measuring tens of feet across.
Like a true, bright moon, it cast down a brilliant, white fluorescent glow.
Along the edges of the ceiling were eight mirrors, polished to a perfect sheen.
The silvery-white light from the Moon Wheel was refracted by the mirrors at different angles, creating artificial phases of the moon on the empty floor below.
As the lights flickered, it was as if the moon's entire cycle of waxing and waning had been compressed into this small space.
Since these were the phases of the moon, they were naturally not static.
