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Echoes of Moonfire Chapter 125: Stillness in the Glass Omniscient POV
~Omniscient The throne room had never been quiet. Even in its emptiest moments, Obsidian’s palace had always pulsed with something—distant footfalls, murmured prayers from the clerics below, the rhythmic crackle of flame from the wall sconces. It was a room built for presence. A place where silence had weight, and every decision made echoed in a thousand unseen directions. But now, seated on the high throne with his hands draped neatly over the arms, Aeron felt perfectly at ease. He did not fidget. He did not blink more than necessary. His back was straight, not too stiff, not too casual. He let the silver sash rest in a loose knot at his side—untied just enough to suggest humility, but cleanly draped to reaffirm command. A delicate balance. The throne room’s doors opened on cue. Naela entered with Elden at her side, scrolls in hand, expressions taut with concern disguised as routine. They’d spent the past hour reviewing the ceremony’s disruption. Nothing serious had been report
Echoes of Moonfire Chapter 124: The Silence Between Masks
~Omniscient POV The first thing Aeron noticed was the cold. Not the soft, bracing chill of dawn on stone floors. No, this was deeper. Sterile. Humid. It clung to his skin like mildew, curling under his collar, seeping into his lungs. His eyelids fluttered open to darkness—one dim orb of light hanging from a rusted chain above. The cell smelled of old iron, like blood that had dried and never been cleaned. Mold grew between the cracks in the stone walls, and water dripped somewhere behind him, slow and steady like a ticking clock. He was chained. Not at the wrists—his hands were free—but a thick manacle hugged his ankle, its chain locked into a sunken ring bolted into the floor. Just long enough to pace, but not enough to reach the narrow steel door. And then there was her. The woman who had used the spell on him that made him pass out. She stepped from the shadows with the soundless grace of someone who had never been prey. Still masked, still clad in that same ink-dark veil an
Echoes of Moonfire Chapter 123: Beneath the Bones
~Ivy The night was quiet. Too quiet. That kind of stillness that felt like it was waiting to snap. I stood by the window, arms folded, watching the moon carve a silver line across the trees. Kyle was absent from school throughout today. That was very unlike him. I told myself he was probably chasing some squirrel or sulking somewhere dramatic, but that gut-deep knot said otherwise. A breeze blew a piece of paper into my room through my window. The writing on the paper read: “look outside” In that same moment, I noticed movement outside my window. I narrowed my eyes. Just at the edge of the trees, someone stood, cloaked in darkness. Not moving. Not even swaying with the breeze. Just… watching. A rational person would’ve shut the window and gone to bed. I wasn’t feeling particularly rational tonight. I stepped outside, quietly, my feet brushing the dewy grass. The moment I reached the edge of the tree line, the figure turned, slowly, deliberately. He was wearing a long robe,
Echoes of Moonfire Chapter 122: The Oath Below Shadows
~Kyle Darkness. It smelled like damp earth and fire smoke. And something else—something metallic. When I opened my eyes, the world spun for a second, like I’d been dropped from a great height and the ground was still deciding whether or not to catch me. I groaned and sat up, slowly. No ropes. No chains. Just a soft patch of forest floor under me and the thick tension of silence hanging above like a noose. Then I saw them. Figures. Surrounding me. Twelve of them, all clad in long black robes that swept the forest floor like smoke. Their faces were completely hidden behind bone-white masks shaped like grinning skulls. Not a single one moved, not even to breathe. They just… stood there. Watching. My heart kicked like it was trying to punch a hole through my ribs. My hands twitched, but there was nothing to reach for—no weapon, no wand, not even a rock. Still, I got to my feet. “Who the hell are you?” I asked. My voice echoed between the trees, sharp and too loud. A bird flapped
Echoes of Moonfire Chapter 121: The Fog Before the Fall
~Aeron The first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was the hush. Morning light crept in through the tall arched windows, filtered soft and golden by the sheer curtains. For a moment, I stayed still, letting the silence stretch, clinging to the last remnants of sleep like they were armor. But then reality returned. Ceremony day. The day we planned to use as the day of choosing. The day I’d pick a mate as my father-Alpha Marius commanded. I sat up slowly, bare feet hitting the cold stone floor. The chill bit into my skin, grounding me, steadying me. I rose, walked to the wardrobe, and pulled out my ceremonial robes—dark gray with obsidian embroidery laced into the cuffs and collar. I slid them on over my bare chest, then reached for the silver sash that marked my status. I tied it tight. One glance in the mirror told me I looked exactly how I needed to: calm, controlled, and every inch the Alpha. Breakfast was waiting on the table by the time I stepped out. I barely taste
Echoes of Moonfire Chapter 120: Abnormalities in a Normal School
~Ivy The blare of my alarm clock shattered the silence like a warhorn. I groaned, blindly swatting at the nightstand. The second the world stilled again, guilt kicked in. I couldn’t afford to snooze. Not when Ms. Hall had a surprise quiz policy and a track record for hating my face. With a heavy sigh, I kicked off my blanket and sat up. The room was still dim, shadows clinging to the corners like they knew how much I hated mornings. My feet hit the cold wooden floor, sending a jolt straight to my spine. I looked towards my roommate’s bed but she wasn’t there. She must have left for class already. I still hadn’t figured out how she managed to stay up late and still wake up earlier than me. I shuffled to the bathroom, dragging a hand down my face. The mirror wasn’t kind. Puffy eyes, a pillow-creased cheek, and hair doing its best impression of a bird’s nest. I gave my reflection a sarcastic salute. I stared at my arm and found out that the tattoo given to me by circumstances was s
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