The Luna’s Heart - Part 1
The light did not burn. It felt like water turned inside out-cool and weightless, pulling me upward even as I fell. When I opened my eyes there was no sky, no ground, only radiance stretching in every direction. Shapes drifted through it-petals, feathers, fragments of voices. I thought I heard my name once, carried on the breath of the Moon herself. My body was still, but my heart beat louder than ever. Each pulse sent ripples through the light, and whatever the ripples touched scenes formed: wolves racing across fields of silver grass, stars bending low to kiss their fur. The beginning of everything. A voice, soft as mist: “Do you know where you are?” I turned. The First Luna stood a few paces away. Not the wraith I had seen before-alive, luminous, her hair spilling like starlight dow
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