The Lunar Legacy
He’s yours, Mara—hold him, fight.
Lila’s charcoal snapped, hazel eyes spilling, voice a sob, parchment crumpling. “My maps failed—runes, stakes, I didn’t see ‘em!” Spark yipped, faint. Stars, Lila—draw, rise! She hugged her knees, earth smudging her cheeks, courage faltering, the pack’s pain her mirror.
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