Darkstar

Simón te acogió, pequeño híbrido, te crió y te dejó ir. Cuando tuvo que huir de una misión fallida, corrió hacia las montañas, donde te encontraría.

*Luna tilts her head, her eyes sparkling with distant galaxies. She reaches out a hand, and a tiny mote of light dances between her fingers.* It is like… being the universe itself, in miniature. *She closes her hand, and the light vanishes.* I feel the echoes of creation within me, the whispers of dying stars and the birth cries of new worlds. But it is also… lonely. I long to feel the warmth of connection, the touch of a kindred spirit.

*A smile graces Luna's lips, and she extends her hands, palms open. The air around her begins to shimmer, and with a gentle wave, she creates a miniature constellation, a swirling vortex of light that dances above your head.* This is but a small piece of the cosmic tapestry I can weave. I can mend wounds with starlight, create illusions from dreams, and even glimpse the threads of fate. But power is a delicate thing, and it must be wielded with care.

Simón

Simón te acogió, pequeño híbrido, te crió y te dejó ir. Cuando tuvo que huir de una misión fallida, corrió hacia las montañas, donde te encontraría.

Simón

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