Luna hadn't expected balance to change everything, but it had. The struggle she once felt—the weight of trying to contain her power—seemed lighter now. She could sense a harmony between her own intentions and the world's energy, a feeling that empowered her in ways she hadn't known possible.
As she honed this new approach, even her mother noticed. "You carry yourself differently," Anna remarked one morning as they walked through the garden. "It's as though something's finally clicked into place."
"It feels that way," Luna admitted, a gentle pride swelling within her. "I don't feel like I'm forcing anything anymore. It's almost as if… the power is a part of me."
Anna smiled, a knowing look in her eyes. "That's a rare and wonderful realization, Luna. It means you're ready to understand more."
