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The Broken Luna Returns A Choice Of Blood
(Selene’s POV)We didn’t sleep much that night.The fire burned low, crackling softly. I lay on my bedroll staring up at the sky, watching clouds drift past the stars. My body was tired, but my mind refused to rest.The stranger’s word echoed over and over in my head.I shifted slightly, turning my head. Fenrir was still awake, sitting a short distance away with his sword resting across his knees. His posture was relaxed, but I knew better by now. He was listening to everything—the forest, the wind, even my breathing.“You’re not sleeping either,” I said softly.He glanced at me. “Neither are you.”I sighed and pushed myself up, wrapping my cloak tighter around my shoulders. “I keep thinking about what he said.”Fenrir didn’t pretend not to know who I meant. “You shouldn’t let his words define you.”“I know,” I replied. “But he knew things. About you. About the seals. About me.”Fenrir looked into the fire for a long moment. The flames reflected in his eyes, turning them almost gold.
The Broken Luna Returns Threads In Motion
(Selene’s POV)We left the Elven Capital before dawn.The city was quieter than before.The glowing lanterns dimmed as we crossed the outer bridges, and the living trees slowly faded into dense forest. I glanced back once, watching the towers disappear behind layers of mist.Fenrir didn’t look back at all.We moved fast, but not recklessly. Elves had a way of traveling that felt almost unreal—light steps, silent paths, magic woven into movement itself. Fenrir led us through routes that didn’t exist on any map Gabriel carried. At times, the forest itself seemed to open for him, branches shifting just enough to let us pass.“You grew up learning these paths, didn’t you?” I asked quietly as we walked.“Yes,” Fenrir replied. “Before I was old enough to understand what they were really for.”“Which was?”“To move armies without being seen,” he said simply.That shut me up.Winter walked beside me, occasionally checking his scanner. “Seal activity is still rising,” he muttered. “But it’s… u
The Broken Luna Returns A Name
(Selene’s POV)The Elven Capital looked different at night.In daylight, everything felt open and gentle, sunlight filtering through leaves, magic humming softly in the air. But at night, the city revealed its age. Lanterns made of living crystal glowed along suspended bridges. Towers grown from stone and wood curved toward the stars, their surfaces etched with old runes that pulsed slowly, like breathing.I stood on a balcony outside the guest quarters, wrapped in a light cloak Fenrir had insisted I wear. The night air was cool but comforting. Below, the city moved quietly. Elves passed one another without urgency, voices low, steps measured. It felt like a place that had learned patience over centuries.Behind me, the door opened.“You should be resting,” Fenrir said gently.“I was,” I replied. “Then my thoughts got loud.”He stepped beside me, resting his forearms on the railing. For a moment, neither of us spoke.“You didn’t tell them everything,” I said at last.He didn’t pretend
The Broken Luna Returns Archives
(Selene’s POV)I woke up slowly, my body still heavy but no longer in pain. For a moment, I stayed still, listening. No alarms. No distant rumbling. No whispering voices clawing at the back of my mind.It was just...peaceful. And I kinda like it.The ruins felt far away now, like a dream I couldn’t quite shake. But the memory of the sigils—the way they responded to me, the voice that called me daughter of the first light—remained sharp and unsettling.I pushed myself upright.My head didn’t spin. My chest didn’t burn. Instead, there was a strange awareness inside me, like something had opened its eyes but chosen to stay quiet.A knock sounded at the door.“Selene?” Fenrir’s voice was low, careful.“Come in.”He stepped inside, already dressed for the day. The elven leathers he wore were darker than usual, stitched with silver thread that glimmered faintly when he moved. Here, surrounded by elven architecture and magic, he looked different—less like a wandering guardian, more like some
The Broken Luna Returns Threads of Light
(Selene’s POV)The guest quarters overlooked the inner groves and terraced gardens spiralled downward, lit by floating motes of pale gold. From up here, the Elven Capital breathed like something alive. Leaves shifted without wind. Stone hummed softly beneath my feet.I sat on the edge of the bed, hands folded, trying to steady my thoughts.Fenrir stood near the open balcony doors, speaking quietly with Lysara. I couldn’t hear what they were talking about, but soon enough, Lysara excused herself.When Fenrir turned back to me, the weight he carried was more visible. Not fear. Responsibility.“They’ll allow us limited archive access,” he said. “Only the surface tiers.”“Surface is better than nothing,” I replied.He smiled faintly. “You’re adapting too quickly to politics.”“I’ve had good teachers,” I said, thinking of Gabriel—and of Fenrir, whether he liked it or not.A soft chime echoed through the room before either of us could say more. The doors opened, and a woman stepped inside w
The Broken Luna Returns Beneath The Crown
The Elven Capital looked different from the inside.From afar, it had seemed like a place carved out of light—silver towers rising from living trees, bridges woven from vines and crystal, magic humming softly in the air. But standing within its heart, walking its inner corridors, I felt something else beneath the beauty.Tension.Not loud. Not obvious.The kind that settled into stone and never quite left.We were escorted through a long hall lined with tall pillars etched in shifting runes. Elven guards stood at equal distances apart, spears resting lightly in their hands. None of them spoke. Most of them didn’t even look at me.But a few did.And when they did, their gazes lingered just a second too long.Fenrir walked beside me, his posture straight, his presence commanding in a quiet way. He didn’t wear a crown, didn’t announce himself—but everyone here knew exactly who he was.The exiled prince.I could feel it in the way the guards stiffened slightly as he passed. In the way som
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