The Moon and Blood Luna
I left the hall quickly, blinking back tears, my footsteps echoing like hollow drums through the palace corridors.
Later that night, I wandered into one of the side gardens. Moonlight washed over the marble statues and the still fountain at the center. I wrapped my arms around myself, shivering though the air was warm. I missed my old life, the small house, the laughter of children in the pack, the smell of bread baking in the Luna’s kitchen. I had never been truly happy, but at least I had belonged somewhere. Here, I was a stranger. A tool.
I sat by the fountain until the shadows deepened. The sound of footsteps made me flinch. I turned my head and saw two figures standing at the archway, u
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