Luna knew of course that with her gifts, considering her ordinary is not possible. But she always thought it was due to... to human mutation. Or that unlike everyone else she can access the full potential of her brain more than others. Something like science-fiction-super-active-brain-teen-turned-powerful-girl kind of thing.
Not once this she thinks it was a fairytale story origin!
And as far as she knows both her parents were normal! Right?
Luna did not know how she came to stand next to Princess Lamea the next day. She had woken up feeling refreshed. Instead of her PJs, she is now wearing a white robe just like the princesses the other day. She really needs to get used to calling them sisters. On her feet were silver flat slippers. Her long hair in a braid with flowers. Beside her was Alta smiling and so radiant."Lamea is looking for you. I am here to fetch you. And I took the liberty to heal your head wound and dress you for the day." Alta was chattering. "I do love fashion!"
Luna's Dad had always taught her that fear can be good. It heightens your senses and energizes your body. It stimulates your brain. It makes you cautious.To learn to embrace it and use it to her own advantage.However, Luna cannot control the fear that is creeping to swallow her heart now.Despite standing under the blazing sun outside the castle's balcony, she felt cold.
The sound of Wulfric's heartbeat drowned everything else around him.This is foolish! How can he have these thoughts and feelings for this slip of a girl? He is a warrior, for god's sake. Not some youngengkantoexperiencing his first love.For centuries, he served the king and faced many battles in his lifetime. He took his duty by heart. Offering his life for the throne and its successors.Love is a
Keeping himself in check, Wulfric cleared his throat and tried to bring the princess back to reality."Have you released all the pent-up emotions? Shall we begin?" He took a stand facing Luna. "Let us see if you can accomplish all the moves you just completed with an actual opponent. Topple me down.""That's it?"Luna clarified as she rotated her neck, then bends her knees alternately, stretching her taut muscles. She w
Time passed quickly and it has been more than a week since Luna arrived at Contancia. Every day she trains her gifts and skills.Her body was soon covered with bruises and small wounds. But her gift of sight still failed to come back to her."Urgh! How come I still cannot see anything (visions)?"Luna shouted while sitting crossed legged. Her eyes closed, was supposedly meditating.She was doing this at the edge of the veranda surrounding one side of the castle. Strands of her hair were in array as the wind blows and flew it in all direction.Opening her eyes, she heaved a sigh massaging her legs while murmuring to herself."My legs is already dead. How much more meditation do I need, to adapt to this world's energy? This is so annoying!"Morga had explained to her that her visions, may be hindered by the fact that the concept of time in the Land of Lore passed faster compared to the human world. A week spent in here may
Wulfric cannot stop the excited youth from dragging him all the way to the gate. All those who saw felt admiration and amazement for the overzealous girl.If anyone from the Kingdom would be asked as to who is brave enough to demand anything from the uptight general, only a few can be mentioned. Even the princesses themselves respects him and still feels fear every time they look upon his scarred face.Therefore, just like the page in the castle, they were shock to see "The Wolf" with his ruthless face smiling, willingly towed by the princess.
After an hour of riding, Luna began to wonder if what they seek will take more time to reach.She cannot get any straight answer from Wulfric. With increased paced she rode right beside him."Is it still far? How much farther do we need to go?""We are almost there."“B
"Wandering Mirror of the Moon?""Yes, because along with the moon it wanders around, never found in the same place.""How?”Not comprehending Wulfric's words, Luna knitted her brows."This whole place, the pond, the waterfalls. Moves around, making its location unpredictable. The Mirror of the Moon does not appear to just anyone. No existing map can point you to its specific spot. If it chooses to conceal its location no one can find it. Only to those who were invited, will it reveal its location.""Really? It keeps changing its location? So, once we leave, we can never find this place again unless invited?""Yes, no traces of its existence will remain and this part of the forest will go back to the way it is. Until the next one is invited and again its brilliance shall be revealed. It is a resting place for those seeking guidance. A respite to wandering souls and a place of healing for the broken."Since time immemorial the Mir