The Lost Angel: Pilgrims

Raymundo Palmero was the youngest of his sisters. He’s the only son of the patriarchal family. Meaning, he’s the only ruler left of Jade Island.  Jade Island was the most exotic place left in existence in the ruins of the old Highlands. No one remembered the Highlands. Those were the times of great evil brought by all Magicians. If their lines were still practicing the perfect laws that they had now, there would be no downfall for the Highlands. But, the Rulers were too carefree to care about those gods, angels, and demons, thinking they had the same agenda as humans. The Sirens were the only creatures who knew about the great past. And, they exactly knew what happened in the Great Tribulation which was the Great Silence for the Magicians. Aside from the Sirens, only the Magicians remained with their power. Unlike the Sirens, the Magicia

Magicians were not just angel’s descendants - they're from demons as well. Just as there were good Magicians, there were bad as well. However, demons' descendants, known as the Night Children, were not all terrible, just as angels' descendants were not all benign.Beauty could be deceiving. And the demon children were incredibly attractive. Their beauty was out of this world, just like they were. They lacked the inborn magical abilities that their counterparts possessed. They did, however, have a claim to the sphere of power. That's why they could use rituals to summon and conduct magic.They found it difficult to make magic. The Night Children, as they were known, could, however, morph into any animal they wished during the night. Clans existed, but only a Constant should be in charge of them for Constants were Greater Demons' progeny. B

Golden streaks of sunlight showered the Sanctuary. Narra leaves were falling, preparing its branches for the coming spring. Dead leaves scattered the forest floor as the wind tried to brush off the heat of this humid afternoon. Birds joined the symphony of the breeze and the trees. Not far, two Night Children walked along the isle of paved rocks.  “It’s beautiful,” Kristina said.  “Beauty is dangerous,” Albert remarked, and continued walking past the towering olive trees, enjoying the moment.  “Not to us,” Kristina argued naughtily. The Night Children were striking in their beauty. Albert just grinned. He liked that Kristina liked him. He’s quite sure that he’s starting to develop this intimacy that he hadn’t felt for quite a long time

Flight 0614. Davao bound to Manila. 12:45 pm. Betty wrapped little Mark with her scarf. Mark had a fever.  People were watching them. Someone gave her a bottle of water and the attending flight personnel gave her a tablet. For goodness sake! Betty cursed. She forgot the tablets and the pills! She already rummaged through her belongings. Her medical kits were out of the bag. Now, everyone knows that she's a doctor who forgot the first-aid tablets.  "Your son will be just alright," a mother came over to her seat.  She just smiled and answered, "He's not my son." Good thing, the women left and did not say anything more.  Outside, the weather was quite strange. It was a beautiful day whe

With her white robe, she laced her sneakers and jogged towards the counter table to fetch her water. In one gulp, she emptied the liquid down and then heaved a deep breath. “You cannot join the challenge,” Jason scolded her. “It’s dangerous.” “I am a magician,” she said, getting her bag. “I am entitled to such privileges.” “What skills could you possibly contribute to the team? The challenge is too physical,” he advanced. “You are a time traveler, Elena.” “I’m still a traveler,” she defended. “I can travel just like you. Besides, why did you allow Fulenas to join if that were the skill requirement of the game?” She left him on the balcony. The last night was hard. They did not talk much. Jason slept in s