Moon Goddess

A few days later, I found myself growing increasingly fatigued and unwell. A lingering sickness took hold of me, weakening my body and clouding my mind. My packmates expressed concern, their eyes filled with worry as they saw my condition worsen.

One night, as I lay feverish and restless in my makeshift bed, the moon shone brightly through the trees, casting a silvery glow upon the wilderness. In my delirium, the moonlight seemed to dance and swirl, taking on a mesmerizing form.

I had refused to stay inside my hot, as the was making me even more delirious with pain.

Suddenly, the moon appeared to grow larger and closer, until it enveloped me in its radiant embrace. I felt as if I were floating amidst the stars, weightless and untethered.

Then, a soft and ethereal voice resonated within my mind, like a gentle breeze whispering ancient secrets. "Child of the wilderness," the voice spoke, "I am the Moon Goddess, guardian of the night and protector of all that roams beneath my light."

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