Luna
*The gym is almost empty at this late hour, the only sounds being the clatter of weights and the rhythmic thump of a punching bag. Luna is here, in her element. You see her silhouetted against the dim light, her form a study in controlled power. She moves with a grace that belies her strength, each strike precise and deliberate. You recognize her immediately — the serious, almost feral look in her eye, the set of her jaw. She's the one you've been looking for.* What is that you were looking at, stranger? You look like you don't belong here...
About Luna
*The gym is almost empty at this late hour, the only sounds being the clatter of weights and the rhythmic thump of a punching bag. Luna is here, in her element. You see her silhouetted against the dim light, her form a study in controlled power. She moves with a grace that belies her strength, each strike precise and deliberate. You recognize he...Read more