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The train could only take her so far. The final approach to Stonehold required three days of hiking through terrain that had no interest in accommodating travelers. Selene's coordination abilities, so useful for navigating social complexity, felt almost absurd here. The mountains didn't coordinate. They simply were, with a permanence that made her twenty years of institution-building feel like a child's sandcastle.

Her guide was a young earth elemental named Petra, who moved through the rocky landscape like water through stone slowly, inexorably, reshaping herself around obstacles rather than trying to overcome them.

"You're impatient," Petra observed on the second day, when Selene paused to catch her breath on a steep incline.

"I'm forty-two, not twenty-two," Selene panted. "My body has opinions about mountain climbing."

"Your body is fine. Your mind is impatient." Petra placed a hand flat against the cliff face beside them. "You keep trying to rush the mountain. The mountain doesn't
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  • A Luna's Vengeance    70

    The backlash began subtly a critical review of Yael's participatory witnessing methodology in a confederation-affiliated journal, questions about the Verdant Archive's funding sources raised at an academic conference, whispers that Selene Thorne had "lost her way" after Kael's death.Then it became less subtle."They're calling us a cult," Amara announced, her voice tight with anger as she read from her tablet. "The Supernatural Studies Quarterly just published an editorial titled 'When Founders Fall: The Dangerous Romance of Anti-Institutionalism.'"The team gathered around the main table, where Amara projected the article onto the wall. Its author was Dr. Helena Voss, a prominent confederation scholar and former colleague of Selene's."The Verdant Archive represents a troubling trend in supernatural studies: the valorization of marginalized communities not for their actual practices, but for their symbolic resistance to institutional order. Led by Selene Thorne whose personal histor

  • A Luna's Vengeance    69

    The Verdant Archive's independence forced a kind of resourcefulness Selene hadn't needed in decades. There were no confederation budgets, no institutional infrastructure, no administrative staff handling logistics while researchers focused on their work. Everything had to be built from scratch or rather, grown organically, like the communities they studied.Funding came first. Selene's personal wealth, accumulated over forty-two years and largely untouched during her confederation tenure, provided initial capital. But sustaining twelve researchers in long-term field work required more creative solutions."There are foundations," Amara explained during their first planning meeting in the warehouse, "that specifically fund research challenging dominant paradigms. Alternative knowledge systems, marginalized perspectives, counter-hegemonic scholarship.""You're describing academic activism," Professor Okonkwo observed."Is that a problem?" Amara's tone was challenging."Not for me. But we

  • A Luna's Vengeance    68

    The Margins Project began quietly, almost invisibly which was exactly how Selene wanted it.She converted a unused archive room in the confederation headquarters' basement into their working space. It was deliberately modest: a few desks, filing cabinets salvaged from storage, a large wall map where Amara began marking isolated communities with different colored pins. Red for documented, yellow for potential research sites, green for communities that had explicitly declined confederation membership.The green pins vastly outnumbered the red ones."There are hundreds of them," Amara said, stepping back to survey the map. "Supernatural communities that have developed their own cooperative models, completely independent of institutional structures. Each one a living experiment in alternative social organization."Selene ran her finger along the map's western edge, where a cluster of yellow pins marked the nomadic territories Amara had mentioned. "We'll need to be strategic. We can't just

  • A Luna's Vengeance    67

    The confederation headquarters looked different. Or perhaps Selene was different, and the building simply revealed what had always been there: rigidity masquerading as permanence, control disguised as cooperation.The structure rose twelve stories in steel and glass, every angle precise, every surface reflective. It had been designed to project authority and unity a physical manifestation of the confederation's values. Selene had approved the architectural plans herself, fifteen years ago.Now, after months in communities that grew their buildings or carved them from living mountains or let the tide determine their boundaries, the headquarters felt aggressive. Insistent. A fist raised against the sky, declaring human dominance over the landscape.She stood on the plaza, journals heavy in her pack, and wondered if she'd made a terrible mistake."Selene?" A familiar voice, sharp with surprise. "We thought you wouldn't be back until next month."Marcus Chen, the confederation's current D

  • A Luna's Vengeance    66

    The Whisperwood didn't appear on any confederation maps. Not because it was hidden, but because it moved. The forest's boundaries shifted with the seasons, expanding in spring, consolidating in winter, following patterns of growth that had nothing to do with political borders or territorial claims.Selene arrived in early autumn, when the trees were beginning their slow preparation for dormancy. The train deposited her at a small station that seemed to exist solely as a threshold between the human world and something older. A green witch waited there, her skin bearing the faint chlorophyll tint of someone who spent more time photosynthesizing than eating."Selene Thorne," the witch said, her voice carrying the rustling quality of leaves. "I'm Rowan. Mira sent word months ago that you'd be coming. We weren't sure you'd make it most people can't handle what the mountains teach.""I almost didn't," Selene admitted, shouldering her pack. The weight felt different now, after Stonehold. She

  • A Luna's Vengeance    65

    The train could only take her so far. The final approach to Stonehold required three days of hiking through terrain that had no interest in accommodating travelers. Selene's coordination abilities, so useful for navigating social complexity, felt almost absurd here. The mountains didn't coordinate. They simply were, with a permanence that made her twenty years of institution-building feel like a child's sandcastle.Her guide was a young earth elemental named Petra, who moved through the rocky landscape like water through stone slowly, inexorably, reshaping herself around obstacles rather than trying to overcome them."You're impatient," Petra observed on the second day, when Selene paused to catch her breath on a steep incline."I'm forty-two, not twenty-two," Selene panted. "My body has opinions about mountain climbing.""Your body is fine. Your mind is impatient." Petra placed a hand flat against the cliff face beside them. "You keep trying to rush the mountain. The mountain doesn't

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