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Chapter23 The weight of the moon

Morning came slowly.

The sun bled orange through the mist-covered trees, casting a warm haze over the forest floor. Dew clung to the leaves. Birds chirped, oblivious to what had happened the night before.

Anya sat on the edge of a creek, knees drawn to her chest, bare feet submerged in the freezin...