Forgotten Luna
I respond, with the sassiest tone I could mutter.
“Dennis,” I called.
“Luna,” he answered and continued talking.
“Luna, we've received reports of a strange occurrence near the eastern border,” he begins, his voice filled with an unmistakable urgency.
My instincts kick in, and I feel my senses heighten. “What kind of occurrences? Dennis!” I press, my curiosity itching every part of my nerves.
Dennis's expression turns grave. His lips give way to something I didn't expect. “Our scouts have reported some findings. Some abandoned campsites and a few of the scouts have spotted shadowy figures lurking around the woods and you know what that means.”
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