MOON-BOUND HEARTS
She moved among the wounded, her hands glowing, her face set in determined lines.
Hope stayed with the children, keeping them calm, singing to them, shielding them with her small body when shadows came too close.
Finn led the warriors with skill and courage, his old body defying its years, his spirit undimmed.
Caleb fought at the center, his sword a blur of death, his roar a rallying cry.
And Elara—Elara fought with light.
Her gift blazed from her hands, pushing back the shadows, burning through the darkness. Wherever she went, the enemy faltered, weakened, fell. She was a beacon in the night, a hope in the despair.
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