In a void started by forgiveness, now leaving those in the sky with empty pearly views; Hwómé had existed in this gap between for quite some time, and nothing had ever caused him to truly feel. Until now...
November 25, 2024
Moana was not the curious, adventure-driven girl of song. She was haunted. Her island of Motunui, once vibrant and lush, now teetered on the edge of despair. The crops had withered under a sun that barely rose anymore. The villagers murmured of ancient sins, of gods angered by a long-forgotten betrayal. They feared the stories of a heart, stolen not from Te Fiti, the island goddess, but from something far older, far darker.
September 24, 2024