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Lun was upset. It was the only reasonable explanation for whatever was happening. The moon hung vivid and red in the sky, the only source of light, and Cyris was sure they could feel their throat close with the weight of the fear they felt every time they looked up at it.

What could have made her this upset, enough to cause such a reaction, was unknown to them. They had seen signs of her anger before. They had done their fair share of trying to appease her when they could. This was new, though, and being new meant they had no way of settling the goddess's nerves. Not any that they could think of.

As they paced, mostly shrouded by the dark, an awful little thought lingered in the back of their mind. What if she was hurt or worse? What if the odd coloration of the moon was one last desperate plea for help?

No. No, that wasn’t-

Something cracked near them, and they stilled, completely, trying to search for the source in the dark.