SELENE
I walked the great hall of my lair as the moon was low in the sky, sending a silver light over the thick forest. My heart was pounding with a mix of fear and anger, which I could not identify. Isaiah was alive. Alive! He had returned like a ghost from the past, with the power to annihilate the carefully constructed web of deceit I had built, after all my scheming and struggling to ensure that he would never return. More than that, Aaron had discovered him. I clenched my fists and drove my nails into my palms. My son having to face him made my blood boil. A reminder of a past I'd long forgotten, Isaiah was a weakness. A reminder of a past I'd long forgotten. I'd given up everything to ensure Aaron's future and shape him into the weapon he was born to become. Everything has been jeop
