Prologue: The Moon's Sight

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Torrents of rain poured down from the stormy skies. Dark storm clouds swirled in the sky, rumbling with powerful thunder overhead. The dark clouds were blocking out the moon and the stars from sight.
Through the sparse canopy of leaves, a faint light of the hidden moon shone through the trees. But all of the woodland critters had seemingly disappeared without a trace and the woods was eerily silent.
But in the center of the trail was none other than Linda Chanda.
Linda looked around with wary curiosity, her eyes flicking back and forth as she gazed at the ominous forest. Rain slicked her skin and soaked her hair. The skies flashed with lightning. But when she looked down, Linda suddenly felt the ground trembling slightly with surprising strength. Linda's eyes widened with horrified fear.
Linda started running away from the unknown horse. But the galloping had started to sound louder and louder. Like thunder. Overhead, the thunder rumbled just as greatly. As if the thunder were in sync with the horse.
And by that moment, Linda tripped and fell over an unseen and unknown object, a startled cry could heard in the wind.
But, instead of being run over, a shadowy figure of a horse jumped over Linda without landing a single hit on her by accident.
Linda turned to look at the other side as the horse landed gracefully. But it seemingly disappeared in the depths of the shadows once again. The forest had opened up to a clear path that's much like the path between Greendale and Jarlaheim. But standing there, on the path, was the black horse. And, on the horse's back, was a rider, draped in a long, black cloak, sitting astride the horse and watching her.
The rider and the horse's eyes both shone with startling blue electricity as they gazed at Linda. The horse soon reared and let out a shrill whinny. Thunder crashed overhead, ripping across the sky from horizon to horizon, and the rider breathed quietly in the scent of fresh rain and lightning.
The rider locked eyes with Linda. Their eyes, which were almost hidden by the hood of their black cloak, Linda couldn't tell what the rider was thinking as she gazed at them. Their eyes were unpredictable as the storm overhead.
But everything changed all at once, the thunderstorm had suddenly came to life. Lightning flashed behind the two partners and their eyes were illuminated by the lightning. A heavy gust of wind tore through the forest, driving rain that went towards Linda's location.
Linda soon woke up with a start from her window seat, gasping for breath.
She shook her head and sat up from her window seat. Her cushioned window seat is surrounded by her books. Her books were all over her bedroom. The books were either in stacks or by itself on the floor desk. Though, some of the book stacks seemed ready to fall by the slightest movement. A few notebooks and a few papers were all over the place too, one could see some quick notes have been written down by Linda before she had fell asleep.
Linda sighed with a dryly amused smile. She started cleaning up her room, but she kept some of her books and notes out. Misty woke up from her cushion and started watching her owner cleaning up her room. But she jumped in place when she heard a strong sound of thunder from outside.
Linda glanced at her window to see the makings of a thunderstorm entering the once blue sky. Linda frowned at the sight, a sense of confusing forebode entered the air.

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