THE REJECTED LUNA’S FOUR KINGS
One single, golden-brown leaf drifted down from the canopy, landing in the grey mud.
We had traded our magic for our lives, and now we had to learn how to live in a world that could die.
"Let the leaves fall, Nathaniel," I said, my voice a steady, amber resonance. "It’s about time we saw the spring."
The aventure with the sight of the pack huddling together for warmth around the fires of the harbor. The White Wolf was no longer a Queen of the Stars, but she was the mother of a world that was finally, truly, its own.
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