Finding Luna (On-Hold)

Finding Luna (On-Hold)

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A palace without it's queen is chaos. Citizens and peoples who's residing on Neffeterie World ruled by Luna. The queen of Neffetie Kingdom, are grateful on having her as their queen. But something happened unexpectedly right after the coronation of General Helious who is chosen to be their king. Right after the coronation, Luna dissapeared. Without leaving any trace behind. Her loyal citizens started to panic, started to search for her everywhere, but one thing they didn't know. That the king is already planning to colonize the kingdom or even their world. Will they be able to find Luna before everything goes to its end? Will Luna come and save them before it's too late? Comm'on, join me together with Neffetie peoples and Luna to their journey, as they conquer the most challenging trial and mission in their life. And that's to find Luna..... ━━━━━━ • ✿ • ━━━━━━ FINDING LUNA @chicharonduwogduwog On-Going Date Started: October 23,2020 Date Ended:
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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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