The Moon's Chosen
KIRA’S POV
The page finished loading slowly, as if even the internet itself was hesitant to reveal what I was searching for.
Images flooded my screen—aged parchment backgrounds, charcoal sketches, faded drawings that looked like they had been scanned from books far older than this century.
My eyes immediately locked onto the first article.
The Moonbound Box.
I clicked on it.
A long passage appeared beneath the heading, written in formal, archaic language.
Below it were sketches of wooden boxes—rectangular, carved with symbols, ancient in design. At first glance, my heart jumped.
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