Moonbound Deception
Here, the line between a war fortress and home blurred, becoming invisible—where hope and memory lived side by side.
Kael opened a small door at the end of the corridor. The glow of an oil lamp welcomed them. In that low-ceilinged room, Aaron lay on an old wooden bed, his body wrapped in bandages and thick quilts. His face was pale, but his eyes remained sharp—burning with a fire that hadn’t died, even as the rest of him fell apart.
Aria entered slowly. Kael remained at the doorway, as if offering space.
The moment Aaron saw her, he immediately tried to rise. The instinct wasn’t out of deference, but something deeper: the understanding that when the world stood on the edge of collapse, Aria
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