Chapter 68 - The Fall of the Luna Katherine

The smell of incense and burning plants filled the air within the home. Shelves stacked high with antiquated books, odd potion jars, and enchanted mementos brimming with invisible energy adorned the walls. Luna Katherine was sitting in the middle of the room, her gaze off in the distance and her posture relaxed. Her deep, piercing blue eyes appeared to look through time itself, and her long silver hair flowed down her back. The mild, sweet aroma of the tea she had just brewed mingled with the scent of herbs in the air. The only sound to break the silence was her spoon gently clinking as she stirred her tea, lost in contemplation. The typical evening sounds were strangely absent from the woods outside, which was silent. The forest seemed to be holding its breath, anticipating something sinister to happen, because of the eerie silence. The stillness was broken abruptly with a suddenly crash. Her cottage door flew open, splintering into fragments as it was forced from its hinges.