As Luna's divine transformation began to stabilize and Morgana's corrupted form flickered between states of being, Celestine gestured toward a section of the chamber that Luna hadn't noticed before—an alcove filled with what appeared to be crystallized memories, each one glowing with soft light that spoke of preserved emotions and experiences.
"Before you attempt to heal her spiritual damage," Celestine said quietly, "you should understand the full scope of what Morgana Blackwood became, and why she chose the path that led to this corruption."
Morgana laughed bitterly, her void-touched nature recoiling from the preserved memories like a creature of darkness avoiding sunlight. "Luna doesn't need to see the pathetic history of my failures. She's already made her choice to become something
