The Lunar prophecy
The walk proved lengthy.
Hours of walking passed before we arrived at a cozy cottage. Emilia and I approached the door and rang the bell. The door swung open, revealing a young man with striking white hair.
"Come in," he invited.
Emilia and I exchanged glances before entering.
We stepped cautiously inside, the interior's pure black décor casting an eerie atmosphere.
"I am here—" I began, but the young man interrupted.
"I know you seek answers to the prophecy," he stated.
I nodded, taken aback by his foresight. Mages were rumored to possess visionary abilities, so I shouldn't be surprised.
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