All Chapters of Dark Journal : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

By the time Caelith made it downstairs, she had already accepted that breakfast would have to wait.Nadia was waiting. Not in the training room.Caelith had headed there first out of habit, only to find it empty. One of the staff had pointed her toward the rear of the estate, and after several minutes of walking, she found Nadia outside.The estate grounds were large enough that calling them grounds sometimes felt inadequate. Beyond the main building, the land stretched into wide lawns broken by old trees, carefully maintained paths and sections Caelith still hadn't explored properly.Nadia had chosen an open stretch some distance from the house. There were no walls. Nothing overhead except the sky. Caelith slowed as she approached. Nadia glanced at her.“You're late.”“Good morning to you too.”“It was. Fifteen minutes ago.” Caelith sighed. So much for wondering whether training would continue normally. Apparently some things survived everything.“I overslept.”“I gathered.”Caelith

The Closing VeilEverything was ready. Almost.The elderly man stood at the edge of the clearing, his hands clasped behind his back as he watched the final preparations.They had chosen the place weeks ago.Far enough from the nearest road that no one would wander upon them by accident, surrounded on three sides by thick trees and on the fourth by an old stone wall that had stood there longer than most of the buildings beyond it.Above them, there was nothing. No roof.No branches stretching far enough to obscure the sky. Only the moon. For now, it remained bright. That would change. The clearing had been transformed over the past three days. Symbols covered the ground, carefully measured and drawn within a series of circles. Candles stood at fixed points around them, protected inside tall glass casings against the evening wind. Bowls, vessels and other objects required by the ritual had been arranged exactly as the texts instructed.A long table stood beyond the circles. Offerings oc

Be ReadyJessica knew Kellan was there before he spoke.“You've been standing there for five minutes.”“Four.”She looked over her shoulder. “That makes it better?”“Considerably.”Kellan pushed away from the doorway and entered the room.Jessica returned her attention to the papers spread across the table before her. She had been going through them for the better part of an hour, although there was very little left to reconsider.The relevant passages had already been marked. The requirements were clear. And her decision had been made long before tonight. Kellan stopped across from her.“You're really going through with it.” It wasn't a question. Jessica looked up anyway.“Did they send you?”“No.”“Then what are you doing here?”“Making sure.”“Of what?”“That this is actually what you want.”Jessica leaned back slightly. There had always been something irritating about Kellan's ability to sound calm while saying things other people would spend ten minutes circling around.“Yes.”“T

Taste of freedom Caelith was beginning to suspect that freedom was a strange thing. Not because it was difficult, but because she wasn't entirely sure what to do with it.A few weeks ago, leaving the estate had been something that happened because there was a reason. A destination, a problem or a person who needed something.Now?She could simply leave. That was still a strange thought. She hadn't always been someone who enjoyed going out. Before everything changed, she had been perfectly content spending time alone. She liked quiet. She liked having space.But now, after spending so much time confined by circumstances rather than choice, she found herself wanting to test the limits of what she could do.How far could she go? How normal could things become? So she went out again. Not for anything important. No mission, research nor hidden purpose.She simply wanted to.Caelith walked through the city, stopping wherever something caught her attention. She entered a small bookstore and

The journey had been quieter than Caelith expected. That bothered her more than she wanted to admit. She had expected threats. Questions. Someone trying to intimidate her into cooperating.Instead, after stepping into the van, she had been left alone. No one had spoken to her. No one had tried to explain anything. The bracelet remained the only reminder that this wasn't a normal drive.She had tested it once. Not enough to draw attention. Just enough to understand what it did.Her power was still there. She could feel it. But reaching for it felt like trying to grasp something through a thick wall. It was there. Just beyond her reach.Caelith leaned back against the seat. She could barely see anything from the window that was covered by a curtain too thick for a car window. She felt the urge to lift the curtain but decided against it. There was only a little gap in the curtain barely enough to see anything. She was able to make out a few things. First it was hou