A slivered haired girl pads through the forest, the old castle from behind her sending an ominous feeling among the trees.
Her bare feet step on soft pine needles at a brisk pace, stepping with a purpose. The moon shines from behind the dark, smog-filled clouds.
The 12-year-old has a frown etched onto her face, she is far from home.
She climbs up the rocky hill onto a cliff overlooking a wolve's den. The moon shines brighter as she gets closer, almost happy.
The girl shines with moonlight as her power is restored and she flashes onto her domain, the wolves howl as their goddess is returned.
Artemis has arrived.
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She Follows the Moon, but the Moon is Lost
Короткий рассказA short story I wrote a while ago. I only had a certain amount I could write so it is extremely short. The title is the prompt I used.
