Donavon's lost Luna
His eyes, dark and introspective, scanned the faces around him—each one a tapestry of loss and resilience.
“Remember,” he began in a deep, resonant voice that carried far enough for everyone to hear, “that every soul we lost today, every life sacrificed, is a beacon guiding us toward a future where such pain will no longer be repeated. Our unity—our willingness to care for one another—is our greatest strength.” His words, though somber, were imbued with a promise of renewal that stirred the hearts of those listening.
Bab Populer