A few hours later, Luna stood alone on the dormitory terrace, her silver eyes fixed on the moon hanging in the night sky.
Cold air bit at her exposed skin, but she didn't move to go inside.
Her hand rested on the metal, fingers drumming an irregular pattern that matched her scattered thoughts.
The other hand clutched a crumpled piece of paper, the edges digging into her palm.
Her eyes dropped to the paper, smoothing it out against the railing despite knowing every word by heart already.
Luna,
I'm joining a military training center in the Northern Region. My progress has stagnated these past few weeks. I need to get stronger, and this is the fastest way.
I'll be completely safe there. The instructors are all high-rank awakeners, and the security is better than the Academy. So, don't worry about me.
Take care of yourself while I'm gone. I'll be back soon.
- Damian
Her fingers clenched, crumpling the note again until her knuckles went white.
