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Chris huffed.
Elder Elise suddenly spoke up. “The Moon Goddess is rarely considered to be one whole, pure being,” she explained. “She, like the moon, lives in cycles—phases. She loves and she hates, she provides light and she provides darkness. Perhaps a part of her does not wish to blight the land of her children.”
“But another part of her also feels the fury of a mother whose children have strayed,” I murmured.
“You’re not telling me you actually believe those old stories, do you?” Chris suddenly asked, rounding to face me now. “They’re just myths, legends to pass on to children. Come on, Ava.”
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