The dress captured light in ways that shouldn't be possible with ordinary fabric and thread.
It wasn't made from common materials, and anyone with eyes could see that immediately.
Taro noticed it the instant Luna entered the competition hall. He wasn't the only one whose attention was captured. A murmur rippled through the audience, the type of sound people made when witnessing something they knew would change trends for years to come, when seeing innovation that would be copied until it became standard.
The dress was dark blue, almost black in certain lighting, but when Luna moved the runed crystals sewn in strategic patterns caught the hall's light and refracted it in flashes that recalled stars against the night sky. The fabric flowed with each step, neither too rigid nor too loose, perfect in its balance between elegance that impressed judges and mobility that allowed complex choreography.
