The Hybrid Luna
“Man, you should get laid. You spend so much time on your computer reading shits.”
“You don’t know who Loch Arkaig, do you?”
Lyon looked offended. “Why do I care? He’s long dead by now.”
“You two stop,” Zack interjected them before he turned his focus back to me.
When I opened the torn page, I sighed helplessly. “Fuck.”
“What is it?” Finally, Shadow got my attention.
I showed it to her. The torn page was unrelated to Elder Aciano’s search, but the Pagan writings seemed interesting enough.
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