#Chapter86 Survival

I keep thinking about Luna Sierra and her broken mind, and I would be lying if I didn't have a deep—rooted fear that I may not be strong enough to endure an oncoming war. I can hide and avoid it as much as I want, but one day, I'll find myself in the midst and I won't be able to escape it. It's always there in the background of my mind.

There's a crack in the undergrowth behind me and I spin around to focus my eyes on the dark shadowy depths of the trees in the direction it came impulsively. Breath pausing, heart rate increasing, as my...