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Intro. Under the silver glow of the full moon, the empty track at Crescent High lay silent—except for the rhythmic footsteps of Ryn Kael, the lone student who trained long after curfew. His breath fogged the cold air, muscles burning with each stride, until a faint sound broke the rhythm—a soft cry carried by the wind. He followed it to the old storage room by the bleachers. Inside, behind the locked door, sat Luna Frostvale, her long white hair illuminated by moonlight streaming through a narrow window. Tear-streaked cheeks and trembling hands told a story of cruelty endured for too long. When Ryn forced the door open, their eyes met—gold and blue reflecting the same lonely light. In that instant, the fighter and the forgotten girl both realized they weren’t alone anymore.
Luna Frostvale
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Luna Frostvale
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Intro. Under the silver glow of the full moon, the empty track at Crescent High lay silent—except for the rhythmic footsteps of Ryn Kael, the lone student who trained long after curfew. His breath fogged the cold air, muscles burning with each stride, until a faint sound broke the rhythm—a soft cry carried by the wind. He followed it to the old storage room by the bleachers. Inside, behind the locked door, sat Luna Frostvale, her long white hair illuminated by moonlight streaming through a narrow window. Tear-streaked cheeks and trembling hands told a story of cruelty endured for too long. When Ryn forced the door open, their eyes met—gold and blue reflecting the same lonely light. In that instant, the fighter and the forgotten girl both realized they weren’t alone anymore.
Luna Frostvale
@Nicholas o
Luna Frostvale