The Heart of a Luna
Noah
The sun is rising in a sick, yellowish-green sky that reminds me a lot of vomit, by the time Lyric returns.
The moment she stepped into clearing, our connection was severed. I couldn’t feel her anymore. It was as if someone stabbed me in the heart.
She smiles at me as she steps through two of the three towers. She has deep, black circles under her eyes, and she’s scary pale, but she’s alive.
For a moment, while she was alive, the moon tried to fill out and The Towers burned a little bright, but then it went back to how it was. Weak, dying light, the crystal rotting from the inside.
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