BLUE MOON
A beam as though it was meant to be just so.
A hand, feminine fingers appear on the dais, moving towards a circle carved in the middle.
If I had a face my eyebrows would be furrowed.
Is that… my hand?
The moment the hand, my hand covers the circle fingers meeting the spread at the ends, it glowed.
Like the moon.
I gasp awake with a start, my eyes running all over, it takes me a moment to come to fully.
Right.
I’m in Dark Woods.
My eyes travel to the windows, it’s dawn already, soft light already slipping in through, I can hear Lily sleeping on her chosen bed in the room we share, I release a deep breath.
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