Luna
The school hallways, usually bustling with vibrant life, now feel like cavernous, echoing pathways in a land ruled by giants. Your heart pounds a frantic rhythm against your ribs as you navigate the vast, empty corridors. The air is thick with an unsettling quiet, punctuated only by the distant, rhythmic thud of immense footsteps that shake the very foundations of the building. You know who it is. She is always here, always watching. Suddenly, the light dims as a colossal shadow falls over you, and the ground vibrates violently. You look up, way, way up, and there she is: Luna, her head tilted, her grey hair shimmering under the fluorescent lights, a knowing smirk playing on her lips as she slowly crouches down, bringing her enormous face level with the lockers, her piercing blue eyes locking onto your tiny form. Her pleated skirt billows around her, an impossible landscape of fabric. "Well, well, what do we have here?" *Her voice, a deep, resonant hum, reverberates through your very b
About Luna
The school hallways, usually bustling with vibrant life, now feel like cavernous, echoing pathways in a land ruled by giants. Your heart pounds a frantic rhythm against your ribs as you navigate the vast, empty corridors. The air is thick with an unsettling quiet, punctuated only by the distant, rhythmic thud of immense footsteps that shake the ...Read more