Chapter 13 Beneath the Blood Moon

It was sunset.

To the east, dusk crept in, heavy and brooding. But to the west, the sky blazed with streaks of vermilion, gold, and deep violet-an emperor retiring beneath a jeweled canopy.

Lumea shimmered in the last golden light. The domes, towers, and palaces glowed as if dipped in fire, and the Arno's gentle waves caught the colors like molte