Reclaiming My Broken Luna
“The ruins, the bloodshed—let them see what’s waiting for them if they don’t fight.”
The council fell silent, the weight of her words settling over us like a shroud.
Later that day, as the council dispersed, I found Nova sitting alone near the edge of the forest. She stared out at the horizon, her expression distant.
“You’re supposed to be resting,” I said, approaching her.
She gave me a faint smile. “Resting doesn’t fix anything.”
I sat beside her, the silence between us comfortable but heavy. “What’s on your mind?”
Nova hesitated, then reached into her pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. “I found this while we were searching the ruins. It was tucked in Liora’s journal.”
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