Lovers For The Blood Moon
John struggled, fighting the creeping paralysis, but Sarah’s eyes widened in horror as the darkness pulled at her memories the laughter, the tears, the moments that defined her.
“No!” she cried, fighting back the flood of despair.
Saraphina began chanting faster, the amulet burning fiercely in her palm, but the figure’s power was overwhelming.
Then, from the fissure beneath them, something unexpected emerged, a shimmering light, warm and radiant, pushing back the shadows inch by inch.
“Not yet,” whispered a voice, soft but commanding.
From the light stepped a woman cloaked in silver, her presence radiating calm and strength.
“You forgot one thing,” she said, eyes locked on the shadowy figure
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