GWEN
I stood in a meadow of green grass, moonlight pooling like milk around my bare feet. The stars above pulsed gently. My arms were glowing faintly.
Where was I?
“Hello!?” I call out into the wind.
I heard nothing but silence at first.
Suddenly,I heard something.
A voice. Not loud, but vast and wide. It slipped into me like a light through a crack.
“Daughter of battle and bones. Your scars were never meant to be hidden. You were not made to carry life, but to awaken it.”
I turned, heart pounding. “Who are you?”
The stars flickered.
“You will bleed not for destruction, but for healing. Your hands will break and bless.”
The air grew thick around me.I felt something unfamiliar slip through my skin, down my spine, behind my ribs.
“Wait – what does that mean?” I call out.
“When t
