El Viaje de Luna

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Luna de creed es una maga que no sabe usar magia así que la enviada para busca a un semidiós conocido como anicetus para ayuda con la maldición de reinaAll Rights Reserved

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When fire is what you remember from your home and darkness is what you have left from your mother. Stories of what people though of your mother but you cant tell whether or not its true. a queen who took you in when you have nothing left. finding friends is hard, allies even harder, and love is impossible or is it? When your the last witch of your kind and the world looks to you to save them what can you do? you fight, you find a way to live a better life. A life of love and happiness. but is it possible when the darkness inside you is growing stronger? My name is Luna and this is my story on how I died and came back better and stronger than before. And how I found my happiness held it close and fought to keep it. its the life of a witch yay me. (Words backward are the language of the witches)

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[[COMPLETED]] Go where your feet takes you Find what your heart looks for. No one is by your side. So the moon shall be your guide. ~•~•~ The moon was the only comfort she found, the only reassurance she could allow. The moon had shown her its soothing soft light, the only one who've seen her story. The only one who've heard of her silent cries. Elise Aubrie Winslow is a twelve year old girl. And the moon was the only thing she could rely on, the only thing she found as soothing despite the troubles she had. Nobody wanted to listen to her and so she closed her mouth for good. Nobody spared her a glance and so she was like a phantom wearing a mask to hide her screams and her quiet sorrowful wails. Nobody cared and so she learned on how to walk on her own, trying not to trip on her own two feet. Nobody understood her the way the moon did. But then she found them. And she felt like she was finally home. Like she finally knows where she truly belongs. And they stayed. They became her comfort. They became important. They became her home. Her family. Her moon. ____ Selenophilia (n) Loving the moon and finding it soothingly captivating.

Certainly they could trust that those in power ultimately had the best interests of the people in mind, right? ~~~ Luna slouched low in her seat, staring at droplets of water that ran diagonally down the window of the bus. The sky was a flat, depressing grey and the incessant, soaking rain left her constantly chilled. It was a typical "liquid sunshine" day in the Pacific Northwest. They drove past a single tall scraggly tree on top of a hill shrouded in mist. The creepy tree was full of screaming crows. How could she hear them from inside the bus when she couldn't even seem to hear the voices of the kids around her? Geez, that was an awfully freaking dark image. She shivered and looked away. What did they call a group of crows again? Right, a murder of crows. Perfect. The weather was certainly the only thing that was typical these days, although you'd never know it by looking around the bus at most of the kids as they sat joking and gossiping with each other just like they had before... before that day everything had changed. Idiots.

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When fire is what you remember from your home and darkness is what you have left from your mother. Stories of what people though of your mother but you cant tell whether or not its true. a queen who took you in when you have nothing left. finding friends is hard, allies even harder, and love is impossible or is it? When your the last witch of your kind and the world looks to you to save them what can you do? you fight, you find a way to live a better life. A life of love and happiness. but is it possible when the darkness inside you is growing stronger? My name is Luna and this is my story on how I died and came back better and stronger than before. And how I found my happiness held it close and fought to keep it. its the life of a witch yay me. (Words backward are the language of the witches)

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