Blood and Stone

LUNA VESPERIA’S POV

The wind was hitting my face hard. I didn’t even remember how I got out. My arms ached from holding both babies, their cries mixing with the thunder.

I found it very odd that they were still crying even though they were with me.

“Please, just stay quiet,” I whispered, trying to shield them with my wings. My chest hurt like something was tearing from inside.

“I’m sorry,” I said