ARTEMISIA
Days went by, and I visited the dungeon each time to practice with the witches. Also, initiation night was around the corner, and I needed my power, which seemed dormant, to show forth as it would be a rite of passage for me.
Although Mila didn't say it was necessary, I wanted to, as I didn't want the others to feel as if I was treated differently.
Again, the prophecy about the moon was becoming clearer: The Goddess shall rise to help the chosen one in the quest for the moon, and a rift between siblings shall bring the rise of nature.
It was barely six months since I arrived in Merene, and everything was in disorder.
As the goddess Artemis had referred to me as the chosen one, I believed I was and needed to carry out the quest entrusted to me.
However, no goddess had
