After 90 years of running, it had to come to an end. She found herself in Mystic Falls, a place she'd be dreading to go to but it was bound to happen. Luna Salvatore, the youngest Salvatore, arrived in Mystic Falls. Little did she know, her coming t...
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A blue-green haze enveloped Luna, her eyes cautiously soaking in her surroundings. A chill washed over her as she slowly sat up from the floor.
The bed she had lain on to sleep had vanished. Her and Klaus' bedroom had been plunged into chaos; curtains ripped, furniture scattered across the floorboards.
She didn't doubt the rest of the compound was in a similar state, and she was careful moving forward. No other noises accompanied Luna's footfalls out of the room. Once she peered out of the doorway, she was met with a thick, white fog that spread across every remaining surface.
She wouldn't be able to see the carnage that unfolded without advancing further. Luna braced herself, taking a deep breath and forcing herself away from the remnants of her bedroom.
Each slow thud of her boots felt like preparation for something she didn't start out anticipating. Luna kept her chin up, allowing her intuition to guide her and her feet to carry her.
She slipped slightly, ignoring the sensation of flaking paint while holding onto the bannister to steady herself. Her eyes drifted to the ground, catching a glimpse of a card underneath the sole of her foot.
She lifted her boot away, staring down at the card before her. Ornate and intricate red lines stretched from each corner to meet in the middle, a hypnotic arrangement.
Luna crouched down, her dainty finger reaching for the card and flipping it over quickly. She drew away instinctively before looking down at what it revealed: the six wands reversed.
'And that's where the dream ended.' Luna said with a sigh, offering Cami a tight-lipped smile. The expression didn't match the tight frown that contorted Cami's features. She wasn't so trepidatory sharing with Cecelia on her lap, her presence quelling her anxieties.
Luna's leg bounced rhythmically and gently, 'What does the card mean?' Cami spoke up, leaning forward and resting her chin in her palm.
'Reversed,' Luna sucked in a deep breath, 'Apparently, it means a lack of recognition, excess pride, or... punishment. But it can be interpreted differently.' Cami frowned at the information and shifted in her seat. Luna watched as the cogs turned behind the blonde's eyes, an expression Luna had worn hours before as she tried to decipher her cryptic dream.
'Well, maybe it doesn't mean anything? It could just be a manifestation of your stress?' She suggested.
'Yes, but we live in crazy person land where dreams are a warning, or a sign.' Luna shot back with a bitter smile to accompany her sharp tone.
'Maybe I'm not in any position to weigh in, but from what I've seen, every warning has been clear. Why would someone, or something, go out of their way to give you a dream?'
'To mess with me. I guess,' Luna replied before she could consider the words. Her lips pressed into a tight line, 'Even if you're right, I'm not willing to leave anything to chance.'
