When the Moon Cracked
In the beginning, the moon sang.
Its voice rang across the world—soft, crystalline, and endless. A lullaby cradling the planet below, binding land and tide, memory and time. It held the sky together.
But then, one night, the song broke.
No one remembers why.
Some say it was war.
Others say it was grief.
And in the silence that followed, the moon cracked.
Shattered into rings and fragments, held aloft by forgotten technology and whispered prayers, the moon became a graveyard of a thousand timelines—each one lost, screaming, unfinished.
That was the birth of the Recollection.
Some called it a curse.
Others, a miracle.
But in the eyes of the world, it was madness.
Children began to awaken with memories of other lives—lives they had never lived. Soldiers who knew ancient war strategies. Artists who could paint faces of people never born. Children who wept over battles no one could recall—because they had not happened yet.
And some remembered too much.
Those were called the Revenants.
They were studied. Feared. Contained.
But no one could stop the dreams.
And at the center of it all, they whispered of one girl.
A girl who never died. A girl who remembered everything. A girl who stood at the edge of time, waiting.
They called her the Echo Anchor.
The key. The curse. The child who cannot be forgotten.
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Now, on the fractured remains of the Hollow Moon, where memory is weapon and truth is fiction…
One Revenant will remember who she was.
And the other will remind her what she did.
This is not a story of heroes.
This is a story of broken timelines, dying stars, and a promise that echoes across lifetimes.
This is the story of Kira Elryn.
And the girl she once left behind.