Hid ‘neath the ice and shimmering snow. Lunaris healed from her wounds and pondered her woe. Solaris was mad, it was frighteningly clear. Yet what had so filled her heart with such fear? At the urgings of Kulina, the moon rose for war. She world might fear their Sun no more. Lunaris would crest the star-filled night. And the Sun, rightly chained, would temper her light. To war she marched, with her creatures of the moon. With a hunger for justice and her bright sister’s doom. - The Azmeri Verses 3:20-25

The Azmeri Verses 3-20-25

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