A Tale of Moons
an excerpt

“I always thought you were smarter than this, Corzan.” Was her reply, as she stepped closer. Her blonde hair looked pale and silver in the light, framing an unusually white face and her eyes shone with a sinister but almost merry gleam. The smile grew wider and it distorted her face until for a moment, Corzan wondered how any had called her beautiful before for now, before him, she looked as some evil witch from a story long in the past.

“I’ve caught you at last.”