THE LUNA'S FATE; A Cursed Omega's Rise
She turned and fled the sight of me, leaving me alone again with the echo of her curses and the crushing weight of my failure to save her, too.
That night, as the cold deepened and the pain became a constant, rhythmic pulse, I finally drifted into an exhausted slumber. I had a dream. It was vivid, immediate, and bathed in the soft, ethereal light of the Moon Goddess. I saw Jemimmah and her father appeared with weapons, standing on a hill overlooking the Shadowfang manor. They were clad in armor, their eyes bright with determination, and they were surrounded by a strange, diverse group of mercenaries and wolves I didn't recognize. Jemimmah smiled, a look of absolute, calm assurance. She said
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