Moonstruck Hearts
Or rather, a version of me—one cloaked in shadows, silver light threading through the darkness like veins of molten power.
It smiled. I smiled.
“I am what you could become,” it said. “If you stop fighting it.”
The words sank into me, deeper than I wanted to admit.
A choice.
That’s what this was.
A choice between the path I had clung to, the one filled with fear and uncertainty—or the one that had been offered to me, the one I had been too afraid to take.
The darkness shifted again, and suddenly, I was falling.
No ground beneath me, no sky above—just endless, consuming black.
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