The silver pool inside the sanctuary began to ripple.
Aria stepped forward slowly. Her breath caught in her throat. The Moonblade in her hand glowed brighter, casting silver light across the ancient stone floor.
"It is reacting to her," Liora whispered.
"When has something not reacted to her." Lyra whispered back.
The group formed a loose circle around the pool as the water shimmered like a mirror. Then, images appeared. Like ghosts on the surface.
Kael gasped. "That is… you, Aria."
It showed a young woman, Selphira (Aria), from another time. She stood tall in the sanctuary, dressed in silver robes, Moonblade raised high. Across from her stood the cursed king, a towering figure of shadows.
Dax's eyes narrowed. "This is the day it all ended. The day I… stabbed you."
The scene shifted.
The Moon Goddess, Selene, herself stood above the battlefield, light pouring from her hands, pushing back an army of darkness. The cursed king roared in rage.
Then another image. A new one.
