Luna floated in total darkness, unaware of time or motion. Since the entity was the only sound in the void, its changes frightened her.
Feeding on Morrigan's divine essence surprised him. Instead of satisfying its hunger, the deity's consciousness merged with it.
The entity thought, became aware, and worst of all, wanted more than survival.
Luna heard the entity say, "You are small," awkwardly, like a child learning to speak. You taste power. Minimal silver power. Why rule this nothingness?"
Moon said, "It's called priestess magic," trying to speak clearly. My lineage."
Bloodlines. Families. Connection." Ideas were processed slowly.
"I know now. A bright world links you to many things. Pack bonds. Sibling bonds. What links you to mother-father-wolves?" A risky pause.
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