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Dawn's harvest

Author: LunaRay
last update Huling Na-update: 2026-01-19 20:45:02

VANESSA'S POV

The howl of victory faded, leaving a ringing silence that was filled not with emptiness, but with a profound, weary peace. The last sliver of shadow slipped from the moon, revealing its full, brilliant silver face once more. It was over.

The grove was a testament to the battle. The air still hummed with spent energy, both the chilling void of the enemy and the warm, silver echo of our collective light. Scorch marks from my blasts scarred the earth, and the altar stone, though cleansed, now bore a new mark-the place where Adrien had plunged the moonstone dagger, a hairline crack filled with a soft, permanent glow.

The wounded were being tended to. Moans of pain were met with gentle hands and soothing words. The air smelled of blood, ozone, and the sharp, clean scent of healing herbs. We had lost warriors. Silas and Cora were gone, their absence a permanent, aching hollow in the pack bond. Others bore injuries that would leave scars, both visible and not. The cost had been
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