FROM RUIN TO RULE
SYLARI
They say the Moon chooses us.
That when the stars align and your eighteenth year settles into your bones, you’ll feel it, this pull, this becoming. The shift isn’t just muscle and fur. It’s a revelation, proof that the Moon Goddess has seen you, claimed you, and called you worthy.
But I am eighteen now....and the moon....it never came for me.
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For the first time in my life, they dressed me in silk.
Soft, silver silk like my eyes, embroidered with tiny moons and stars, symbols of hope, they said, of strength and of rebirth.
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