Chapter 97: Her Name Was Never Mine
The howling wind outside battered the mountainside like an ancient beast clawing at the earth, but the storm’s fury felt like a distant whisper compared to the chaos in Luna’s mind.
Down in the ancient chamber, the world was still.
Still, but not silent.
The soft glow of the water in the center of the room pulsed gently, casting ripples of light across the carved walls. Ancient symbols shimmered with life, as though they had been awakened from centuries of sleep.
Luna stood on the edge of the glowing pool, her breath shallow.
She could feel it—the pull. Not from the room, not even from the pool itself. It came from deep within her, like a memory that didn’t belong to her but had always been part of her bones. Like something buried under generation
