The door to Luna's hut creaked open, revealing a chaotic interior that looked like the workshop of a medieval alchemist. Books were scattered across the floor and stacked haphazardly on tables, which were also cluttered with peculiar tools and mysterious objects. Glass vials filled with strange, swirling liquids caught the dim sunlight streaming through a large open window, glimmering faintly in the cluttered space.
"It's a bit messy"- Luna admitted casually, her tone not a single bit apologetic - "Give me a second."
With a simple flick of her fingers, the air around her was given life, moving at her command. The scattered books floated off the floor, stacking themselves neatly into piles atop the tables. Dust and debris that had collected on the ground swirled together in a tiny vortex and was tossed out the open window. Two chairs hovered in the air before descending smoothly onto the cleared floor.
