The Rose Luna
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The torches reignited with a sudden whoosh, their flames roaring to life as if bowing to his fury.
I swallowed hard, my resolve solidifying. “My lord, I did not summon you lightly. I have a plan, a vision, for your greatness.”
His eyes narrowed, the molten depths flaring brighter. “Speak,” he commanded, his tone sharp and unyielding.
I stepped closer, the edges of the summoning circle glowing faintly beneath my feet. “The earth is fractured, ruled by mortals unworthy of their dominion. But with your power, and my witchcraft, we can change that. Together, we can reshape this world.”
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