The Rejected Luna's Twin Alphas
The view from the summit was breathtaking and terrifying in equal measure; the emerald forest of the ship stretched out below us for miles, its silver leaves shimmering like a field of diamonds, while the dark, leaden waters of the Great Ocean churned at the base of the hull.
The air at the Apex was thin and highly ionized, making the hair on my arms stand on end. Vaneira represented the Sky-Wolves, her ten-foot wings of solidified light folded tightly against her back, though they still flickered with a nervous, white-blue glow. Beside her stood Bran, the lead Fire-Smithy from the Southern Volcanic range. His skin was the color of scorched basalt, and he radiated a dry, intense heat that m
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