Chapitre 70: Under The Crescent Moon

PS: Trigger Warnings— Strangulation, Gory Descriptions of Violent Death)

The author tried to tone down the descriptions, but it could still be triggering for some so please tread carefully.

MOON

He knew it, that to conquer the great Seer was to conquer the very subject of the nightmares that devoured him at night.

Under the crescent moon, a hand shall reach out and rip your heart out from your chest.

And even when this hand rips your heart out, you shall not die… not until your limbs and manhood are ripped out in the same manner shall you cease to breathe.

Those words spoken by an eighteen year old girl haunted Xalea Borne's dreams in unimaginable ways. In his nightmares, they plagued him to the point of insanity, and on every waning and waxing crescent, his fears were amplified to the point that he tasted the putrid taste of death a million times.