CHAPTER XLVI: The Cursed Child
Josephine’s boots squished onto the pile of dried foliage canopying the forest’s ground. She wove past the thicket of bushes and trees and treaded her way towards a small shack in the heart of the forest. It had been twenty-one years since she banished herself from the lunar kingdom. She couldn’t go through anymore when guilt relentlessly haunted her waking moment. She made a mistake that imprinted on her soul and sealed the fate of the twins—and most especially the baby who stole her heart—Mariana. It was full moon when Mariana’s cries broke out the silence of that night. That time, Josephine was in the middle of the forest, sensing something insidious as her cresclunar pendant glowed red and white. As she wove past the thicket of bushes, she
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