She was one of the earliest companions of Madame Mortelle—present in the first seasons, when the work was still finding its shape and the Madame herself moved quietly, testing where her craft would take root. Luna traveled with her then, standing beside the table, carrying her through long days and uncertain roads, guiding her where she needed to be.
When the time came to claim a permanent home, the Madame made a rare sacrifice.
To secure the building—to anchor the house in brick, timber, and intention—Luna was released into careful hands. She was not lost to time or neglect. She was cherished, admired, and kept safe by another, as any true relic deserves, while the foundations of the house were laid.
Years passed.
The house was built.
The work deepened.
The name endured.
And now, Luna has returned.
She comes back not as she was, but as she must be—bearing the weight of where she has been and the knowing of why she was given. She stands once more beside Madame Mortelle, guiding her path, witnessing her work, and carrying her where she needs to go.
Some things leave to make the house possible.
And some things return when the house is ready to receive them.
