Lets Rest
The moon climbed higher above the temple. Its pale light poured through the open circle in the ceiling, washing the stone floor in soft silver. The ancient carvings along the walls glowed faintly, reacting to the presence of the MoonBorn. After hours of training, the temple had finally grown quiet again. Aria sat near the small fire they had built earlier, rubbing the back of her neck. “I think my brain is officially done learning magic for today.” Kael sat across from her, leaning against one of the tall pillars. “That’s probably a good idea.” Aria stretched her legs toward the fire. “Good. Because if you tell me to make floating moon strings again I might throw something at you.” Kael smirked. “Noted.” The flames crackled softly between them. Outside, the wind brushed gently
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