With the music blaring, Josh, Rebekah, and Elijah were speeding towards the outskirts of London. Elijah was full of excitement and restlessness, eager to get there as quickly as possible to uncover all the details. His father stopped to ask for directions, and after receiving them from another driver, they continued on until they arrived at their destination. As they looked out the car window, they spotted a sign that was still intact: "FALLEN."
It was the only structure left standing in the midst of rubble. As they got out of the car and approached what used to be a cemetery, two officers on duty informed them that they were not allowed to enter. Elijah's hopes were crushed, much like the entrance to the mythical world of Jumanji. His father took notice, and Josh stepped in to take charge.
"Officer Ed, just a moment," he said to the officer in front of him. "My son," he pointed to Elijah, "just needs to do a little research for his history homework."
"Everyone here wants to dig a little, but unfortunately it's not safe," the officer replied.
Elijah persisted, "I'll only be a moment, it's for an assignment. I can't afford to miss this opportunity. Please, have you ever had to study?"
The two officers exchanged a look and Officer Hanks finally spoke up, "Alright, but you only have ten minutes. Follow me."
He led them to a large rusted gate at the back and opened it to allow them passage. Elijah rushed inside, eager to conduct his research. His father and Rebekah watched as he took notes and photographs like a seasoned researcher. But time was running out and the agents warned them that it was becoming dangerous.
"Son," his father called out to him. "You might want to see this."
Elijah rushed over to where his father was standing and couldn't contain his excitement when he saw what lay before him. He dropped to his knees and brushed the sand off the gravestone he had been searching for.
"Melia Conkinova," he exclaimed with a chuckle, taking some pictures.
Rebekah noticed that the headstone had no beginning or end date to Melia's life and asked Elijah about it.
"This girl," he explained, "is the one whose secrets everyone wants to uncover. It's impossible to know when she was born or died; neither the books nor the writers know, nor those who seek her. But I found her gravestone," he smiled, infecting his audience.
As the agents reminded them of the time, Elijah's father excused himself briefly. Rebekah urged Elijah to leave, but he was determined to find Melia's journal.
"I need that diary," he said, trying to move a large piece of rubble that was obstructing the entrance to the grave.
Rebekah tried to dissuade him, "You can't take it, it's not yours."
Ignoring her, Elijah persisted, trying to open the grave, which seemed oddly shallow. When he finally succeeded, his smile quickly faded. The tomb was empty except for some rats scurrying around.
"It wasn't supposed to be empty," he muttered, looking around for another grave or perhaps the earth had shifted. But it was getting late and they had to leave.
Rebekah tried to comfort him, but Elijah was frustrated that he couldn't find anything. "If the tombstone's there, where's the damn journal?" he shouted, kicking at the debris.
A voice interrupted his tirade, "Not everything is in the rubble."
They turned to see who was speaking.
They were frozen watching what they saw….The headmaster called out for the missing one, Elijah. He stepped forward to the stage amidst applause, and the headmaster handed him his diploma, saying,"The woman who is destined to change the lives of many, to dispel the lies of all, and to prove that the impossible is possible, left behind an essay - one that Elijah, of course, did not write." There was a brief chuckle from the audience. "But it was she, Melia, who gave it to me and told me something I only understood recently... I was moved by what I read in that essay. It touched my heart and made me understand many things, including the importance of devotion to the same love of God..." He sighed. "Orleans." He glanced at someone in the audience briefly, then continued. "he will read what she wrote, and thus, my dear students, everything that has been for you will conclude, marking the beginning of your own journeys. I can only say this in closing, never give up on your goals, your dreams... Believe in yourselves, in each of y
The dim sunlight peeked through her window, announcing its presence. The cool breeze entered as well, rustling the vibrant green leaves that had regained their color after the winter. The lush trees were covered in leaves, with the few yellow ones scattered at their feet. Summer had made its presence known.She stood in her room, gazing out the window in a particular direction, toward that place that brought back memories. To that direction where, when she fixed her gaze, her mind played tricks on her, vividly reconstructing something that wasn't quite as it seemed.A pang in her heart, truly, a pang that felt like a bullet piercing it, stealing several heartbeats and the air from her lungs. The trick her mind played caused such a feeling, that memory that appeared so clear of her, standing there, looking at him, just like that time when she thought someone would discover her true self, setting in motion the change in her life.And she had let her go.It hurt to remember that day, let
He turned on his heels, looking back. His heart pounded as fiercely as the tears welling up on his face, a smile forming there.Her voice, that voice he could recognize... There, before him, bathed in a beautiful, radiant white light, was his mother. His father, his siblings... They all gazed at him with smiles reflected on their lips, in their eyes, proof that what he believed to be dead still lived in his heart.The return from death by the act of another being's soul, one who loved him, who loved Elijah.Elijah was about to embrace his mother, siblings, and father, but Melia's voice stopped him. He turned to her, looking into her eyes."You must embrace them, you must feel them when you finish the prayer," she said, trying to keep her words, so different from Skalliet's, from confusing his mind. "Jahjah, look at me," she asked when she noticed he was looking at Skalliet because of what he was saying. She couldn't let him be convinced. "You are the perfect carnation that, despite ev
Skalliet was on the verge of attacking his brother, but Fox wouldn't allow it. A struggle ensued between them.The screams of others could be heard everywhere. Rebekah was locked in battle with the creatures chasing Skalliet, while Melia still held the frostnive by the wrist, dragging him to the center of the arena before releasing him."Don't do it," her mother's voice cut through the chaos. She stood beside Za, just a few steps away from Melia. "Please.""The decision has already been made," Melia replied without emotion. "Your punishment will be this, Jahjah." The frostnive looked at her in confusion, while despair surrounded them, and the sounds of the ongoing fights echoed in the background. "My lies, in exchange for your difference, are worth much more," she continued. "And soon, you will know."The clear image of Skalliet approaching became visible to everyone. He was after Olliet, intent on taking him, on killing him. He had nothing left to give except what he held for Elijah.
I see your soul, I want to paint it black. No more pure colors, if you choose to take my hand. I can see the beauty in your being, the benevolence in your heart. I can see how little I care about that. The cause and effect of all this is that I want to paint you black. People don't understand, they don't understand you. The world around you is too little for what you truly deserve. Love is scarce, mine is abundant. Life is short, eternity is not. Take my hand, let our eternities merge. I look within me, and my heart is black. I see through you, yours is not. I want to paint it black. I want to paint it black. Join your hand with mine in this dance. Our eternity will unite. The sway of our bodies, our locked gazes, is the little understanding for those around us. I don't care about the fall; I want you with me. Do you want me with you? If so, take my hand. I can't stare at the setting moon. If you join your hand with mine, our love will laugh at us before dawn. I'll
"They love each other so much," Elijah said. "It's visible wherever you look.""With all their hearts," Karina added. "They are meant for each other, they are...""The same soul," Za concluded. "Their love... it's as vast as the thread that allowed them to find each other.""The thread of life given to them by Melia," Elijah said. "The thread given to them by the woman who now hates me." He laughed bitterly. "The woman I love with all my soul." His feline eyes closed as he spoke those words with depth.Za and Karina looked at him without saying anything. What was the need to say anything? Both of them saw the pelinieve as a son, as the boy who, despite everything that happened, remained there, following Melia. Oh, after a being considered impossible...Elijah opened his eyes and released a sigh. Karina's hand covered his over the table."Despite everything, dear, things will be okay, right?" She said, trying to keep her eyes from tearing up. "There's no need to cry; it doesn't fix thi