THE CURSED ONE
Hope jolted awake, heart pounding.
A knock came at the door.
“Miss, Hope.” Said Mira, entering. “Dinners being served.”
Hope nodded numbly, rising slowly as a single name echoed through her mind like a whisper.
Miguma.
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Far above the earth, in the celestial plane, a shimmering blue presence floated amongst endless lights.
Before it, a vision pool shimmered.
In it: a battlefield soaked in blood.
Laura, radiant and furious, led a force of thousands. Damian fought at her side, until he was struck down. A silver blade. The Moonfang blade, piercing his side. He fell with a thud, the earth trembling beneath him.
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