Everything was white, it was blinding and burning. It felt like the moon had cracked open and spilled its light right into me. I couldn’t move. Neither could I breathe but I could feel. It felt like lots of spirits were on rigmarole. I could feel the spirit of both dead and alive wolves alike. The altar was gone, and so was the cave. I floated in this silver light, warm and fierce, like the moon was cradling me. “You are not broken,” a voice whispered. “You are my chosen one Suddenly, my skin lit up with glowing marks—thin lines tracing down my arms like vines made of silverlight. My hair whipped around my face, even without the wind blowing, and my eyes weren’t mine anymore. They belonged to something ancient. Something powerful. **The vessel rises**When I came back to reality, I found myself in the altar chamber. The creature, the one locked in beneath the mountain, was prostrating and kneeling. Ceryn, Nyra, Melina, Castillo, Aether, Nelson, and Seer Ayra all stared a
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