At fourteen, she awoke as a conduit for mystical power. By saying the words and performing the dance, she could call forth destruction. Or, she could remake reality in her image. It was a terrifying destiny, and she wasn’t ready for it.
Worse, her power made her a beacon for beings that would misuse it for their own ends. She was stalked by parasites that could sniff out her potential. She couldn’t save the world yet, but she could protect it from herself. She could punish those that would misuse her gift.
In the name of The Moon, she vowed.

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