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The Doors of Burden Part A
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Queen of Supernatural The Doors of Burden Part B
The night refused to loosen its grip. Even as the fire dwindled into embers, the forest pressed closer, its branches groaning as though burdened by a weight no mortal eye could see. The mist had thinned after the queen’s shadow withdrew, but it lingered still, a thin veil at the edges of the glade—watching, waiting.Mia hadn’t closed her eyes once. Every time her lids grew heavy, the violet fire flared in her mind, forcing her awake. She sat with her back to a fallen log, her fingers unconsciously tracing the curve of the pendant beneath her cloak. It no longer pulsed like before, yet she felt it there, alive in the way a storm lives in clouds before lightning falls.Damian returned from his perimeter watch and crouched beside her, lowering his voice so only she could hear.“You’re still shaking.”“I’m fine,” she whispered, though the lie tasted bitter.He didn’t push, but his gaze lingered on her face, the tension in his jaw betraying the storm he swallowed back. When his hand brushe
Queen of Supernatural The Doors of Burden Part A
The three doors loomed before them, carved from flame yet solid as stone, each one radiating a presence so distinct it pressed against the air like different storms colliding.The crown shimmered brightest, its fire curling into regal arcs. It radiated weight—authority, command, and dominion. Yet Mia felt a coldness at its edges, as though stepping through would mean surrendering something vital to wear its shape.The blade was sharp even in light, its form jagged and restless. A hum vibrated in her chest just looking at it, a call to act, to strike, to end. Violence made manifest, yet also resolved—unyielding, dangerous, tempting.The broken chain smoldered weakly, its embers barely holding form, but its presence was no less suffocating. A strange freedom resonated from it—an ending of bonds, yes, but also of safety. To step through that door would mean release. But release could mean ruin.“They’re not doors,” Eryx muttered, his voice tight as he studied the burning arches. “They’re
Queen of Supernatural Part B: The Silence Before the Storm
The sun had barely begun to rise, its first weak rays struggling to pierce through the dense canopy. The forest ahead of them was hushed, too still for dawn, as if the very air had been caught in an eternal pause.The Seer’s staff tapped softly against the stone as they moved, the sound muffled, swallowed before it could echo. Every step seemed to weigh heavier, each breath harder to draw.“This isn’t natural,” Lysandra whispered, her voice faint, as though the silence itself pressed down on her throat. Her flames hovered above her palm, but they flickered, dimming like candles in a storm.“It’s already begun,” the Seer said quietly, her eyes scanning the path ahead. “We’ve stepped onto the boundary of the Fane. The silence isn’t absence—it’s command. It bends the will of sound itself.”Mia touched her pendant instinctively, only to flinch. It was hot now, too hot to hold, pulsing with jagged bursts that made her teeth ache. The silence wasn’t empty. It was alive.Damian noticed the s
Queen of Supernatural Part A: The Silence Before the Storm
The forest had never been this quiet.Even the usual hum of insects and distant call of night creatures had vanished, as if the entire glade was holding its breath. Mia sat at the edge of the dying fire, her knees drawn tight to her chest. The pendant was cold again—but not inert. She could feel it watching her, pulsing faintly in rhythm with her own heartbeat.The others were asleep, or at least pretending to be. Kael lay against a tree trunk, his axe across his lap, eyes closed but fingers twitching every so often as if still mid-battle. Lysandra curled in her cloak, flames occasionally sparking in her hair whenever her dreams soured. Damian sat closest to Mia, not asleep at all—he never was when she couldn’t rest. His gaze scanned the treeline with the precision of a predator, but his hand occasionally brushed against hers, grounding her in the present.Only the Seer and Eryx had disappeared into the mist, seeking wards to strengthen their camp. Or maybe to argue about what to do w
Queen of Supernatural Factures of the Fourth Day: Part B
The dawn didn’t rise so much as it bled. The sky above the forest shifted from black to a bruised violet-gray, clouds roiling like something wounded yet vengeful. The air itself felt charged and brittle, and the pendant at Mia’s throat pulsed in rhythm with her heartbeat—as if it wanted to set the tempo of the day.No one spoke as they broke camp. Silence had settled over the group like frost. Even the crackle of Lysandra’s fire when she doused the embers seemed muted, swallowed by the heavy mist curling low through the trees.Mia clutched the pendant tight beneath her cloak, trying to will it silent. But the queen’s voice still lingered from the night before, an echo that refused to fade. Tomorrow, you will see what it means to be mine.The path wound downward, twisting between gnarled roots and moss-soaked stones. Damian led, eyes sharp, every muscle taut like a bowstring ready to snap. Kael trailed just behind him, his sword strapped across his back, but his hand never straying far
Queen of Supernatural Fractures of the Fourth Day: Part A
Dawn never came.When Mia opened her eyes, the world was already drenched in twilight, the sky bruised purple and black as though the sun had been swallowed whole. The campfire had died to embers, and the forest pressed close—silent, suffocating, alive.Damian was the first she saw, already awake, crouched near the dying fire with his blade across his knees. His gaze was fixed outward, but his posture was taut, too still. Not guarding—listening.“You feel it too,” Mia whispered, her voice rough.He nodded once, not looking at her. “Day Four.”The words were enough to wake the others. Lysandra stirred with a shiver, her hands glowing faintly as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Kael stretched, but his movements were sharp and restless, like a caged beast pacing. Eryx sat cross-legged, his stones already hovering in a lazy orbit above his palms, their hum cutting the silence like a heartbeat.The Seer alone had not slept at all. She stood at the edge of the camp, robes billowing sligh
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