Fractured
They foamed in salt spray around Ronan’s feet.
Fragment One — Elemental Balance
When moonlight shivers and forests weep,
When tides grow restless in their deep,
Three shall rise, though bound by none,
To mend the Veil, or see it undone.
Selene staggered as moonlight splintered before her eyes, her familiar silver glow broken into shards that sliced her skin. Mirra cried out as the ground trembled beneath her, fissures running like veins across the soil. Ronan fell to one knee, waves pounding harder, the sea itself thrashing against the weight of prophecy.
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