Chasing Their Unloved Luna
I fall to my knees and scream, clutching my head as visions of my dismembered mates, bloodied and strewed around the gardens fill my mind and a dark coolness kisses my skin.
The wind picks up.
I cry and retch.
The rain pours down in me and I curl into a ball wishing to take it all away. I want the darkness to leave me. I want to be happy. I want to love my mates and let them love me without this barrier, without any fear of this…
What am I?
“You are a Shade. You are one of us,” I voice on the wind says to me before everything goes dark.
Out of the Darkness, for it is an entity, a figure appears, part of the darkness itself separated by sheer will, steps forward. Soon it is accompanied by oth
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