Forsaken Omega
And I had to remember Rowan, somewhere out there, barely alive, waiting for the rebellion
I got back in my room
I lay back that night, muscles aching from the day’s preparation. Sleep came fitfully, filled with visions of Rowan, of fire, of wolves running free in the night. Tomorrow, everything could change. I can feel it - I can feel it in my bones
Tomorrow, I would be Luna. Tomorrow, Rowan might die. Tomorrow, the first phase of the rebellion would begin.
Tommorow everything might change. I can feel it too real inside... let's just hope it changes for my better judgement