Man and The Hand Fan
Cassiel sat on the plush sofa, the weight of his newfound knowledge pressing down on him like a heavy cloak. The room was filled with the presence of his friends and allies, yet he couldn't shake the feeling of being utterly lost.
His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, trying to comprehend the revelation that he might be the bearer of The Blue Moon's power. He traced the patterns on the sofa's fabric with his fingers, deep in contemplation. The responsibility that came with this newfound potential weighed heavily on his shoulders.
The idea of harnessing the Moon's power was both exhilarating and daunting. How would he control it? What would it mean for his role as the Moon Goddess? And what about the ominous visions he had seen during his unconscious state?