Chasing my Luna
The hum became a voice, not a whisper but a call, ancient and inescapable: “Jessica, heart of the nexus, face the origin and claim your place.”
A figure emerged from the loom, not a weaver or a reflection, but a being of pure silver light, its form neither male nor female, its eyes twin stars that held the weight of eons. “I am Aethra,” it said, its voice a chorus of beginnings, calm yet piercing. “The Origin Weaver. You hold the nexus, Jessica, but it was mine first. Prove your heart, or surrender it.”
Kade’s growl was fierce, his claws slashing at the air, his love for Jessica blazing in his eyes. “Surrender? You’re not taking her. We’ve fought for this!”
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