Senora’s Wrath
“You think you’re so strong, don’t you, Hala? The prized Eye of your pathetic coven. But look at you now... helpless.”
"Revire"
[Study of Jules Louis Machard's Selene]
Zahkyr Nadzyr, Elmonii Brethren Nightbrother (they/them)
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“Pyra’s Eye”
Born into a world of imperial terror, her mother's final selfless act led her to the steps of a community who ostracized her. But within the embrace of the Elomnii coven, Hala found a family, a sanctuary of solace where the ancient whispers of magick permeated every breath.
Pyra was a pillar of strength and love. In the depths of her mentor's wisdom, Hala discovered her true potential as a nightsister witch. The magick energy coursed through her veins, connecting her to the very essence of the galaxy.
As the bond between Pyra and Hala deepened, a weighty responsibility was bestowed upon the young witch's shoulders. Pyra approached her, eyes filled with trust and affection, and offered Hala a proposition that would shape her destiny within the coven.
"Will you be my Eye, Hala?" Pyra's voice carried a blend of reverence and hope. Hala's heart swelled with gratitude as she realized the magnitude of the honor bestowed upon her. The Eye, the one who would safeguard the coven, guide its future, and nurture the next generation of magical prodigies.
And so, Hala embraced her newfound role with zeal and devotion. She gathered the children of the coven, bright minds brimming with untapped potential, and led them on a path of self-discovery. Together, they delved into the secrets of magiks, the intricacies of spells, the art of combat and archery, and the craftsmanship of enchanted weaponry.
As the sun set and the blood red moon of Dathomir moon rose, Hala stood under the stars, her heart filled with purpose. She had found her place within the tapestry of magic, a guardian of the Elomnii coven, etching her own name into the lineage of the nightsister witches.
In this dance of shadow and light, Hala's journey had only just begun. And with every step she took, she knew she was not alone, for the spirits of her ancestors and the love of her newfound family echoed through the depths of her soul.