The flaming ember of my heart crackled before all I had lost; before me, there were no more excuses or laments. I knew this moment would come, and I awaited it as eagerly as a hunting hound. The ruddy hue stained the walls, trickled down the shelves. I felt hollow, empty, as if there were no more depth within me. Yet, summoning all my courage, I took flight, unprepared for the putrid, blood-soaked lines of battle that awaited me in the forgotten snow.
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The Tale of the Silver Moon
FantasyIn a realm torn by war and magic, Altalune, an exile with the power of the moon, encounters a mysterious girl named Enya. With no memories, Enya becomes a vital piece in a dangerous game between hidden powers. With unlikely allies and ancient secret...
