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THREADS UNRAVELING

Penulis: Unique princesses
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-25 23:11:14

The forest had always been a place of whispers—trees murmuring secrets to one another, the wind carrying fragments of voices too faint to understand. But tonight, the whispers weren’t background noise. They were louder, deliberate, curling into Elora’s ears as though the forest itself had chosen to speak to her.

Her boots sank into the damp earth as she trailed after Joel, the faint beam of his lantern slicing through the mist ahead. They hadn’t spoken much since leaving the cabin; their silence was not the comfortable kind. It was heavy, thick with truths left unspoken, pressing against Elora’s chest like stones.

“Stay close,” Joel murmured over his shoulder. His voice carried an edge—half caution, half urgency.

Elora’s eyes flicked to the shadows that moved just beyond the circle of their light. The air here felt wrong. Charged. Metallic, like the aftertaste of blood. Every sound was amplified—the snap of a twig, the hush of leaves, the distant howl of something that wasn’t entirely
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  • BOUNDED BY MOONLIGHT    THE WEIGHT OF SILENCE

    The air was thick—so thick Elora swore she could hear her own heartbeat echoing inside her skull. Her eyes darted between Joel, locked in brutal combat with the hollow-eyed figures, and Kerric, who stood untouched, his outstretched hand lingering between them like a promise… or a trap. “Choose, Elora,” Kerric murmured. His voice wasn’t raised, but it cut easily through the chaos, low and magnetic, pulling at her bones. “Do you want to keep running blind… or see?” Her breath stuttered. Another flash ripped through her mind, sharp as broken glass underfoot. She was in a dark hall, clutching a silver blade slick with blood. Someone lay at her feet, motionless. The air reeked of iron. Her own ragged breathing filled the silence, and then—a growl, guttural and furious, rising from the shadows. She gasped and stumbled, blinking hard, but the vision vanished like smoke. Joel’s blade cut another hollow in two, black ichor hissing against the ground. His chest heaved with the effort, hi

  • BOUNDED BY MOONLIGHT    THE HANDS THAT TELLS TRUTH

    The clearing had never felt so alive—yet so suffocating.Every breath Elora drew was thick with the scent of damp earth and copper, the air tense with the vibration of something unnatural. Shadows clung to the tree line like watchful sentinels, and the moon—heavy, swollen, tinged in faint crimson—watched from above like an unblinking eye, bearing silent witness.Joel’s stance was steady in front of her, sword gripped tight, every muscle drawn taut like a bowstring. Moonlight traced the sharp line of his jaw and glinted along the blade’s edge, making him look carved out of steel and conviction. Behind him, the twisted figures moved closer. Their motions were jerky, puppet-like, yet there was intent in every staggered step. Their hollow eyes fixed on her—not Joel, not the trees, not the world. Her.They didn’t groan. They didn’t speak. Their silence was deliberate, crushing, as though sound itself had been forbidden here.“Stay behind me,” Joel commanded, voice low but carrying the weig

  • BOUNDED BY MOONLIGHT    CHOICE IN THE SHADOWS

    The clearing erupted into motion.Shadows tore forward from the tree line like water breaking free of a dam. They weren’t men, not fully, though they wore the shape of bodies. Limbs jerked unnaturally, bending too far back, snapping forward with sickening precision, as if invisible strings yanked them into place. Their mouths gaped open, soundless but hungry, their hollow eyes lit with a faint, unnatural light.The air thickened, each breath a struggle, heavy with frost that had no business in this summer night. The temperature dropped so sharply Elora’s teeth chattered. Her lungs burned, every inhale like swallowing glass.Joel stepped in front of her. His blade caught the moonlight in a blinding arc, a sliver of vengeance poised to strike. His stance shifted, all tension and coiled power, every muscle honed for survival.“Stay behind me,” he ordered, his voice low but edged with steel. It was the voice of someone who knew he couldn’t afford to be ignored.Elora’s heart beat so fast

  • BOUNDED BY MOONLIGHT    THE FINAL BATTLE I

    The forest fell into a silence so absolute, it felt as though the world itself had stopped breathing. No wind stirred the branches, no insects whispered in the dark. Even the moonlight seemed heavy, pressing down on Elora’s shoulders like a weight.Her pulse thundered in her ears, but the hollow-eyed corpses ahead of them stood eerily still—patient in a way that made her skin crawl.Joel’s blade gleamed faintly in the fractured moonlight, the silver edge catching on every tremor of movement. His stance was low, ready, a predator waiting for the moment to strike. “Stay behind me,” he murmured without glancing back. His voice was steady, but there was a razor of tension beneath it.The dead didn’t answer.They didn’t need to.The first one—a tall, impossibly thin figure—drifted forward with steps too slow to be human. Its mouth began to gape, peeling open like a rotting seam, and from the darkness between its blackened teeth poured a low hiss, a sound like steam escaping from something

  • BOUNDED BY MOONLIGHT    THE BATTLE

    The dead did not breathe was an odd thing for elora to think.That was the first thing Elora noticed as they began to close in.No rise or fall of chests. No puff of white in the frigid night air. Just silence—an oppressive, smothering kind of silence—broken only by the faint drag of limbs over the forest floor.Joel shifted, placing himself between her and the closest one. His stance was controlled, almost eerily calm, but she could see the tension in his shoulders, the subtle way his weight shifted to the balls of his feet. He was ready to strike—not out of fear, but because hesitation would kill them.“Elora,” he murmured without glancing back, “stay behind me. No matter what happens.”She nodded, but the sound of her own pulse in her ears was so loud she wasn’t sure the gesture even registered. Her fingers twitched toward the hilt of the short dagger at her side, but it felt like the most useless scrap of metal in the world against… whatever these things were.The one in the cente

  • BOUNDED BY MOONLIGHT    POWER OF AN ALPHA

    The path narrowed into a tunnel of dead trees, their branches arching overhead like skeletal hands clawing at the sky. Bark hung in strips like rotting flesh, and every gust of wind made them creak in protest. The air here was different—thicker, heavier—almost like the forest itself was holding its breath. Even the moonlight felt muted, smothered by the oppressive canopy.Joel walked a step ahead, blade unsheathed, the faint glint of steel catching what little silver light filtered through the branches. His movements were deliberate, his shoulders tight, as if each footstep was calculated to disturb the silence as little as possible.Elora trailed close behind, her boots sinking into the carpet of damp leaves that muffled sound but somehow made her feel even more exposed. The scent of wet earth clung to her, mixed with the faint metallic tang of fear. Every shadow between the trees seemed to twitch at the edge of her vision, and her heart pounded in a rhythm too loud for the quiet.He

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