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Chapter 274 — The God Who Fell in Love With Her Maker
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ASHES OF THE LUNA QUEEN Chapter 278 — The Voice of the Dream
The sky had never been so quiet. Too quiet. Not the peace after a storm, but the silence of something thinking.Lyra stood in the courtyard where Elyndra had been taken, her hair whipped by winds that no longer blew. Liora clung to her leg, trembling, the black-gold flicker still haunting her eyes.The boy paced in sharp, clipped steps. “We have to move. Now. If the Dream fully binds with her”Lyra cut him off, voice raw. “It already has.”Liora whispered, “She’s not gone… I can still feel her.”Lyra knelt in front of the child. “Where?”The girl looked up at the sky, squinting as though searching through layers of reality. “Everywhere.”A cold shiver ran through Lyra.Miren materialized in a ripple of silver smoke, panic sharp in her every movement. “Dreamkeeper, something is happening across the realms. The shrines are waking. The rivers are glowing. Living things are rearranging themselves.”The boy stopped pacing. “Rearranging?”Miren nodded, trembling. “The geography is shifting.
ASHES OF THE LUNA QUEEN Chapter 277 – The Dream That Woke Itself
The sky cracked open. The wind didn’t howl, it spoke. Every gust carried a syllable, fragments of a language older than the gods themselves. Clouds twisted into spirals of black and gold, lightning threading through them like veins.From the balcony of the citadel, Lyra braced herself against the railing. “It’s forming faster than last time,” she said.The boy’s hand tightened on his blade. “It’s not forming. It’s thinking.”Elyndra stood in the courtyard below, hair whipping around her like flame. The storm mirrored her movements, each gesture echoing across the sky. “It’s my reflection,” she whispered. “The part of me that didn’t break.”Lyra shouted down, “It’s not you anymore!”Elyndra looked up, her golden eyes wide. “Then what is it?”The clouds answered. “I am what you left behind.”The voice rolled through the heavens like thunder, too deep, too vast to belong to any single being. The world seemed to vibrate with it. Liora flinched, covering her ears. “It hurts to listen!”Lyr
ASHES OF THE LUNA QUEEN Chapter 276 — When the Goddess Sleeps
The night after Elyndra broke, the world held its breath. The twin moons hung as one in the sky, a single orb of pale rose light, neither wholly silver nor red.Beneath that gentle glow, the gods whispered like frightened children. For the first time since creation began, their maker was sleeping. Lyra stayed by her side.Elyndra lay beneath a canopy of starlight, her hair spilling like liquid light across the marble floor. The pulse of her divinity had softened into something almost human, slow, uncertain, mortal. Every now and then she twitched, murmuring fragments of dreams too fragile to catch.Liora sat cross-legged at her feet, tracing circles in the air that shimmered faintly before fading. “She’s dreaming.”Lyra nodded. “She shouldn’t be able to.”“She wanted to,” the child whispered. “She wanted to know what it felt like to rest.”The boy stood near the doorway, his arms folded. “And if she doesn’t wake?”Lyra looked up at him, exhaustion shadowing her face. “Then the world d
ASHES OF THE LUNA QUEEN Chapter 275 — The Goddess Who Learned to Break
Morning didn’t come that day. The world stayed suspended between dusk and dawn, a pale light holding everything in place as if afraid to move.The sky no longer breathed. The air felt thick, weighted by emotion that didn’t belong to mortals or gods, it belonged to her. Elyndra.She stood at the edge of the citadel garden, her feet bare, her form flickering between brilliance and shadow.The grass beneath her feet had withered in perfect circles. The roses bloomed and died in the same heartbeat.Lyra watched her from the balcony above, exhaustion hollowing her eyes. The boy stood beside her, silent, his presence a steady anchor.“She’s unraveling,” he said finally. “The moment she felt pain, the Dream inside her started to fracture.”Lyra nodded. “Divinity wasn’t built to hold heartbreak.”“She’s more than divine now,” he murmured. “You made her human.”Lyra closed her eyes, whispering, “And humans break.”Elyndra turned her face toward the sky. Her voice, when it came, was soft, almos
ASHES OF THE LUNA QUEEN Chapter 274 — The God Who Fell in Love With Her Maker
The new dawn did not rise, it unfolded. Light stretched over the horizon in layers of gold, silver, and crimson, painting the world as if creation itself were learning to breathe again.The air carried the scent of rain and something older, the perfume of beginnings. Lyra stood on the citadel terrace, eyes fixed on the shape now wandering through the waking mist: Elyndra.The Dream, now flesh. The infinite, now bound. She walked barefoot through the dew, her long hair catching the light of both moons, the silver and the red, like woven threads of opposing wills.Each step she took made flowers bloom, then wither, then bloom again, as though the earth couldn’t decide whether to live or die in her presence.Liora watched from the shadows of a pillar, clutching Lyra’s sleeve. “She doesn’t know how to stop,” the child whispered. Lyra nodded slowly. “Because she’s feeling it all for the first time.”The boy appeared behind them, silent as thought. “And she’s feeling it through you.”Lyra d
ASHES OF THE LUNA QUEEN Chapter 273 — When Love Dreams Too Deeply
The smile of the moon no longer felt like light. It looked like a wound stitched shut too quickly, red lines bleeding through silver.Lyra stood on the citadel balcony again, sleepless, the boy at her side. Below them the world shimmered with a strange calm: waves too still, trees too symmetrical, stars locked in patterns that refused to move.“Everything’s quiet,” the boy said. “Too quiet.”Lyra nodded. “The Dream is thinking.”He frowned. “Dreams don’t think, Lyra. They feel.”“That’s what scares me.” She touched her temple, wincing. “Every pulse I send into the world comes back heavier. Something’s echoing our thoughts.”They went to the Hall of Mirrors at dawn. All the reflections there used to show the gods’ many faces. Now each mirror showed the same image: a figure sitting in shadow, hands clasped, waiting.Liora followed them, her bare feet whispering against the marble. “She’s not asleep,” the child murmured. “She’s listening.”Lyra crouched beside her. “Who?”“The Dream,” Li
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