ELARA; THE LUNAR ALPHA
“The moon doesn’t make mistakes.”
I opened my mouth to speak, but before I could, he gestured for me to look ahead. I followed his gaze and froze.
In the clearing before us stood a massive tree, its gnarled roots spreading out like veins across the forest floor. The bark was silver in the fading light, and the air around it seemed to hum with energy.
“This,” Luca said, stepping closer to the tree, “is a marker of the Lunar Alphas. It’s said that they once gathered here, under the light of the full moon, to commune with the elders and receive their guidance.”
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