Lucien’s eyes shot open at once.
The immense weight of his body pressed on him as a groan escaped his lips.
“What happened?” He murmured under his breath. His body felt wrong, it felt light, too light.
He could feel the earth beneath him. He took a deep breath and tried to sit up. He clenched his fists, prepared for the pain that was sure to lash out at him.
But nothing came, he sat up with so much ease and force that he almost jumped up.
His sight was still cloudy, and his lashes fluttered softly as he felt something press on them.
He raised his hand and wiped his face, clearing his eyes.
Now that his sight was clear, the first thing he noticed was the moon.
Ever bright, it was round and glowing. It was full.
The world was quiet and still.
Again, his lips parted as he
