I never thought the moon could be so beautiful, casting shadows that seemed to reach out like branches from a large tree. But here I am, trapped in its eerie glow, my heart pounding like a drum behind my chest. Life had a funny way of always keeping more on my feet. There’s always a surprise, something that I can’t even predict. 

Atlas stood beside me, his presence a faint glimmer of comfort in the darkness. His hand brushes against mine as he adjusts his posture, ...