Violet's Vengeance: The Rise of The Fallen Luna
My chest burned, and I couldn’t say anything, couldn’t make a sound.
“Aww, little lovebirds, aren’t you?” Lyun hissed, her voice dripping with mockery and disdain.
Rayan shot her a look of pure contempt, then gave me one last glance, one last breath, before stepping away, joining Hertor, who watched me as if he wanted to run to me and stop me from moving forward.
But he didn’t.
No one did.
Only Lyun and I remained there, at the center of the field.
It wasn’t supposed to snow at that time of year, but I think the Goddess has a refined sense of aesthetics and knows how beautiful blood looks against white frost. So, slowly, flakes of snow began to fall over us.
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