Three days after meeting the Moon Goddess, Luna woke to find her room filled with grey mist. Not threatening, not cold, just present. And within the mist stood a figure.
One of the Three.
"Bridge child," it said in a voice like distant echoes. "The divine has spoken with you. Now we claim equal time."
Luna should have been terrified. But Thaddeus's training kicked in immediately. She centered herself, set boundaries, assessed the threat level. Minimal. The Void entity was here to talk, not attack.
"My parents are right next door," Luna said calmly. "If I scream, they'll be here in seconds."
"We know. We're not here for violence. The Goddess spoke with you about choices and futures. We wish to present our perspective as well. Is that not fair?"
Luna considered. "How do I know you won'
