The pendant weighed heavily in Luna’s pocket as she hurried back to her room, her mind racing with thoughts of what it could mean. The dining hall incident was momentarily forgotten, eclipsed by the strange energy emanating from the artifact she had found. It was as if the small piece of metal was alive, humming with a power that both intrigued and unnerved her.
Once inside her room, Luna shut the door and leaned against it, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. She pulled the pendant out of her pocket and held it up to the light, examining the intricate designs etched into its surface. The symbols were unlike anything she had ever seen before, swirling patterns that seemed to shift and change as she looked at them.
A strange warmth spread through her fingers as she traced the lines
