The Reaver Chronicles: Raphael (Book 2)
A golden crescent moon, the mark of my brother Raziel, intertwined with the vines in a beautiful, intricate pattern.
Above Haven's ankle, the vines gave way to an eight-pointed star, its delicate points glinting with a soft, celestial light. This was the mark of my brother Rowen. The star seemed to shine with a gentle, pulsing radiance, as if it were a beacon calling out to me.
And then, above the star, the vines yielded to an intricate sun symbol, its rays and curves shimmering with a warm, golden light… the mark of my brother Ramses. The sun seemed to blaze with a soft, inner fire, its presence both calming and exhilarating.
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