The Rejected Curvy Luna Queen
He looms over me, his shifting face settling into mine.
*"You are a relic,"* he says, his voice dripping with disdain. *"A broken instrument, out of tune with the world."*
I spit blood, my vision swimming. "And you're a hack."
His baton rises, lightning gathering at its tip. *"Goodbye, Stormbearer."*
Eden's voice cuts through the storm. "Hey, *Maestro*!"
The Maestro turns, and Eden slams into him, his scars erupting with gold light. The melody in his veins surges, a cacophony that drowns out the storm. The Maestro stumbles, his baton slipping from his grasp.
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