Moonmark's Rebellion
"And you... are not what you think you are."
Sena blinked, confused. His words didn’t make sense, but there was an undeniable conviction in his tone.
"I don’t understand," she said, her voice still a soft whisper.
Caelum sighed, stepping closer to her. He removed his hood, revealing a face that was sharp, pale, with striking silver eyes that seemed to see straight through her. His features were worn, but not from age—there was something else there, something that spoke of battles fought and lost. Beneath the calm exterior, there was an intensity that stirred something deep within her.
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