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the doctor asked, looking through the papers. "Her mother was born blind!" Emaline, who was beside me, answered nervously. I swallowed hard, my hands cold with sweat, and I couldn't stop trembling. Eloise and Emaline came closer, holding my hands in an attempt to calm me, but it was almost impossible. I could hear voices around me but couldn't identify where they were coming from. Everything in front of me was a big black blur. Why did the Moon Goddess allow me to return blind? I wondered, desperate. What did I do to deserve this punishment?

she began, but Ivana hushed her with a soft smile. “Save it for later, Emily. Focus on getting better,” she said gently. Within minutes, Emily drifted into a light, peaceful sleep, her soft snoring filling the room. Ivana moved to the window, staring out at the city lights, but her mind was elsewhere. “Bride of a god…” she whispered under her breath. Why… Why did my parents promise me to a god? The memory of his golden eyes, his raw power and searing anger, lingered in her mind, sending a shiver down her spine. Fear, confusion, and a strange curiosity tangled together, filled her up.

Atarah tried to move but Amon stopped her by griping her hand. "What do you intend to do?" He asked her wondered if she was going to fight them. "Well, we have to do something." That was all she said and Amon sighed. "You should probably head back and contact some scouts or guardians, they will know what to do. I can stop them easily, they are humans after all." He sounded confident in abilities, he was lightning wolf which was by far the fastest wolves blessed by the goddess of the moon. Atarah glanced at both Amon and the black figure alternatively for a moment before nodding her head.

So I had to close my eyes again, I took in a deep breath and opened my eyes again, the curtains on the far corner of the room has been drawn and the brightness in the room has dimmed a little bit, I can now see the people in the room. Standing in front of me was a Greek god, he had brown hair, big dazzling brown eyes, thick eyebrow, and long lashes which could brush his cheeks any girl will be jealous of his eyelashes, he has a pink lip with a dazzling smile showing a set of pearly white teeth ogling at me like a predator and its prey. The clearing of the throat brought me back to reality, I noticed there were a lot of people in the room all smiling warmly at me. I smiled back politely, look

Four souls, entwined by fate's decree, A woman, three men, bound by destiny. Reborn they are, from lives before, In ancient hearts, a long-lost lore. The oracle, with eyes aglow, Her power stirs, the winds shall blow. Her vision sharp, the world she sees, The god of gods, brought to her knees. When she ascends, in strength unbound, The dark will rise from under ground. Her mates, they walk beside her flame, Their souls as one, they share her name. Through cycles lost, through time and strife,

Dirt and blood streak my skin, my hair tangled with ashroot and silver bark. That’s when the dreams begin. Not fire. Not Kade. Something older than both. A forest that breathes—not with wind, but with memory. A flame with no heat, winding under the earth like snakes. And a god without a name, bleeding darkness instead of light. A god with empty eyes. A god with antlers made of wolf teeth. A god who says: I remember you. My scar burns when I wake, like a brand reawakening. And my wrist—

He was regaining his blurry vision, slowly by slowly, he said, "Where am I? If I remember correctly, I was shot by my friend, and then..... uff! I can't hark back what happened after that, in other words, I can't remember anything but my name, age and how have I died." Two figures out of the blue appeared in front of his eyes, resulting John to have kittens. One of the figures indicated John they were not his enemies and introduced herself, " I am the Goddess of the light of the blue sky — Theia." Subsequent to, the other one said, " I am the primordial God of darkness and the consort of Night —Erebus."

* *Vision: Him lifting Luna, spinning her as she laughed, her hands actually grasping his solid shoulders. *Vision: Sarah hugging her brother, not light passing through light but flesh embracing flesh.* "Stop," Dimitri commanded, but his light dimmed with longing. "*Why stop truth?*" the goddess whispered from paradox space. "*These aren't fantasies—they're memories of what was, previews of what could be again.*" Through divine Luna's perception, we saw his essence wavering. Light could illuminate or blind, reveal or deceive. The goddess was using his own nature against him, making him see too clearly what he missed.

Derrick held me and tried to stop me from hurting myself. "Clara... Clara... please, stay still." He would plead. "She did it to me. She made me go blind. That evil....witch! Grace, your bitchy goddess made me blind! Ask her to return my sight!" I yelled not even knowing where she was standing. Everything seemed so strange to me and every smell. I was in the dark. The absolute darkness with no one to care about me. "What is she talking about?" Derrick asked Grace. "I don't know." She answered meekly. Grace was even more confused but I did not care about her state of mind. What was more important was the fact that I was blind and it happened only after my encounter with the moon goddess.

I said, pushing myself up to my feet and putting myself between Shale and Ilyra. "You speak with the arrogance of the sun-dwellers, but down here the sun has no power and only the sharpest senses survive the hunger of the roots," Shale replied, stopping inches from my face and tilting his head as if he were looking at me through the leather blindfold. "If you are the true Vessel, you should be able to navigate the Court of Echoes without your eyes or your wolf, because a god does not need the crutch of a beast to see the truth." "He can't do that right now, his senses are muted from the fall and the silt has poisoned his blood!" Ilyra interjected, stepping out from behind me and glaring at t