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Autor: Armisteads
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We did not sleep. Even after night fully fell, my mind refused to rest.

The fire in the clearing burned low, casting flickering shadows across the stone walls of the lodge where Marcus had prepared a safe place for me. I lay on the bedroll, staring at the ceiling, listening to the quiet hum of life around me. The night smelled like pine and frost, and the air carried the faint tang of magic I could feel but could not yet control.

I thought about why my brother and cousins had come looking for me. They had been gone so long, and I had thought I was alone in the wilderness, hunted and confused. But now they were here. They had never stopped looking. And that thought both comforted and frightened me.

A soft knock at the door made me tense. “Come in,” I whispered.

Celina stepped inside. She closed the door behind her carefully, her dark hair braided tight and her council insignia gleaming faintly in the firelight. She gave me a small smile, but her eyes were full of relief and somet
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  • The Broken Luna Returns   Special Chapter: Five Years

    (Selene's POV)Five years.That's how long it has been since the war. I tried to think of things in a positive light. But just like everyone who lost someone. I was not able to save myself from the grief of losing the person I loved the most. It took me three years to find myself again. To some that's long, but for me, it's still too soon to forget the pain.I now live alone in the forest, situated about four kilometers away from the headquarters. Grandma insisted that I still live with them, but...for some reason, seeing people who were with us that day...my brother, my cousins, I know they should be my source of strength...but being with them constantly reminded me of him, how I held him that night, how I spent...never mind. That's all in the past now.I was cooking some pasta when I suddenly heard a creaking sound outside the door. I didn't mind it at first but then another sound followed, like footsteps. I took of my cooking gloves and set the oven to 240° degrees, dusted my

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    (Third Person POV)The wind whispered through the valley, carrying the faint scent of pine and earth. The sun hung low, casting long shadows across the remnants of what had once been a battlefield. Ash and smoke lingered, a reminder that peace came at a cost, and that the cost had been more than anyone could have imagined.Selene walked slowly along the path that led from the ruins of the seal site to the newly rebuilt stronghold. Her boots crunched softly over scattered stones and dry leaves. Every step felt heavy, weighted with memories of what had been lost and what had been fought for. The victory had been hard-won, but it had come with scars that would never truly fade.Behind her, Marcus, Celina, Ronan, Jace, and Theo followed quietly. Their faces were solemn, still marked by grief and exhaustion, yet there was a quiet strength among them. They had survived. They had endured. They had come together as a family and as warriors, and though the wounds ran deep, they were alive.Sel

  • The Broken Luna Returns   It All Ends Here

    (Third Person POV)The seal did not break enough.Selene felt it before anyone else did.The pull in her chest returned, sharp and unbearable, like invisible hands reaching inside her ribs and squeezing it relentlessly. The air around the convergence site shimmered faintly, light bending unnaturally as cracks of pale energy crawled along the stone circle carved into the ground.Winter stumbled back a step. “It is destabilizing again.”Marcus turned sharply. “No. It was sealed. You locked it.”Selene shook her head slowly, her breathing uneven. “I locked it with myself.”Her voice barely sounded like her own.Fenrir stiffened beside her.The ground trembled beneath their feet, stronger this time. Loose stones rattled and rolled, and a low sound rose from the seal, not a roar, not a scream, but something worse. A deep, hollow vibration, like the world itself was mourning.Celina grabbed Selene’s arm. “What do you mean with yourself.”Selene swallowed hard. “The seal does not hold witho

  • The Broken Luna Returns   The Last Pulse

    (Third Person POV)Light swallowed everything.It was not the kind that warmed or comforted. It was raw, blinding, tearing through stone, flesh, and magic alike. Selene felt it burn through her veins, felt the seal crack beneath her hand as if the world itself were screaming in protest.She could not tell where she ended and the magic began.Fenrir’s hand was still wrapped around hers. That was the only thing grounding her now. His presence burned bright beside her, defiant and unyielding, refusing to be erased even as the convergence tried to pull them apart.“Stay with me,” Fenrir said, his voice strained but steady. “Do not let go.”“I am trying,” Selene whispered.The corrupted seal pulsed violently, its fractured light tearing open rifts in the air. Through them, Selene saw flashes of other realms, broken skies, burning forests, endless storms. This was what the First Warden had wanted. A world without borders. A world that would destroy itself under the weight of uncontrolled po

  • The Broken Luna Returns   Sacrifices

    The fortress kept us safe.Every wall pulsed faintly, veins of corrupted light running through the ancient masonry like a heartbeat that did not belong to the world. The deeper Selene stepped into its core, the heavier the air became, pressing against her lungs until every breath felt borrowed.The sound came first.A low, constant hum that vibrated through bone and blood. It was not loud, but it was relentless, gnawing at the edges of her thoughts. The corrupted seal lay ahead, hidden beyond the final chamber, and already it was reaching for her.“You feel it too,” Theo murmured beside her.Selene nodded without speaking. Her hand rested against her chest, right over her heart, where the pull was strongest. The seal did not call to her like a voice. It pulled like gravity, ancient and inevitable.Marcus raised his fist, signaling for the group to halt.They stood at the threshold of the inner sanctum.Beyond the broken archway, light and shadow twisted together in a slow, violent spi

  • The Broken Luna Returns   Make The Last Days Count

    Morning came too quietly.There was no sunrise through open skies, only pale light filtering through cracked stone and broken arches. Dust hung in the air like mist, catching the glow and turning it dull. The world felt exhausted, as if even time itself was tired of fighting.Marcus survived the night.Barely.Celina sat beside him, her hands trembling as she replenished healing magic that no longer responded the way it used to. Ronan had not moved from the doorway, pacing like a caged animal. Jace leaned against a pillar, silent, jaw tight. Theo watched the seals, counting each unstable pulse with quiet dread.Fenrir stood near me.He had not left my side since dawn.“You should rest,” he said softly.I shook my head. “I am afraid if I close my eyes, I will wake up to someone missing.”He did not argue. He simply stayed.Marcus finally stirred, coughing weakly. Celina leaned forward instantly. “Easy. Do not move.”“Did we win,” Marcus rasped.“No,” Ronan said bluntly. “But we did not

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