The Heart of a Luna
“I suppose… it’s the same as everyone else, isn’t it? At the beginning of everything, the Goddess made us and put us here.”
I shake my head. “No. We evolved, became better over time, adapting to suit the new environment and world.”
“You changed?” she asks, clearly confused.
“Other species, mortals, change slowly over many generations. With every new baby being born. Lycans change on a cellular level. My hair was white a thousand years ago.”
I can tell that she doesn’t believe me, but we documented everything, especially our evolution.
Verbal accounts at first through history keepers who held all our knowledge, later we found ways to record it through more permanent means with stone tablets,
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