A City Without Walls Novels & Stories

Luna couldn't help but imagine the bustling empire that once stood here, and she felt a deep sense of reverence for the ancient civilization that created such a magnificent tribute. Eager to explore the city's historical treasures, Luna made her way to the ancient city walls of Xi'an. Renting a bicycle, she pedaled along the massive fortification, which offered panoramic views of the city's skyline. The walls stood as a testament to the city's resilience and served as a reminder of its past glory. As Luna cycled along the ancient ramparts, she couldn't help but feel a connection to the countless generations who had walked these same paths centuries ago.

The fate of their world awaited them within those ancient walls. The air hung heavy with the scent of dust and decay as they stepped through the crumbling archway, the city’s entrance yawning before them like a forgotten maw. Giant, moss-covered stones, intricately carved with symbols Lyra recognized from the cavern murals, formed the walls, their surfaces slick with age and the relentless creep of vegetation. The city wasn’t merely ruined; it was actively reclaiming itself, nature’s relentless tide eroding the remnants of a once-proud civilization.

sarcasm touched the edge of his voice. Sethlzaar shook his head. "I don't think it necessary." He squinted. His gaze peered past the wall to the people who lived within it. For a lost city it had very little buildings within it, perhaps these walls took more of a toll on the city than expected. There were no flames nurtured for warmth. It was a simple tactic. It made the enemy unable to see who they chose to attack. The distance being too great to make out anything concrete, Sethlzaar turned to Narvi. "I don't see a need to proceed further."

*** The first thing that struck Beth was the utter lack of defenses. This couldn't possibly be Pandemonium. This couldn't possibly be a city full of people of all kinds, shifters and outcasts and humans all living in a strange anarchic harmony. How could such a place exist when they couldn't protect themselves from anything? No guards, no patrols, no watchtowers or sentinels on high stone walls... Just a towering city with brick buildings at least eight stories high, and there were metal buildings too with strange unflickering lights lining the street. What in hell? What was this place? It was like stepping into another world.

The passage through the walls does not follow directly next to the stairs, so I could not follow as close as I liked. But they were not accustomed to the dark down there. I caught up in no time. They were engrossed in conversation when I did. “You sure this is THE ONE?” The stranger monster asked. “It will definitely give us that advantage in the upcoming war.” The big monster said in a voice that gave me chills. What is a war? I wondered.

Since then, my view of Grussel has changed. Today I also learned a lesson, never underestimate the feelings and attention that other people give, even if it was just a hint. *** Hundreds of kilometers away from the Glafelden Town stood a city several times larger. A tens of meters high stone wall surrounded the city firmly. Its thickness can be up to eight meters. Every few hundred meters, a guard post was built above it. A dozen soldiers were seen patrolling there. That said, this wall was the city's most impenetrable defense by the enemy. This was the First Wall of the city of Lurich, the capital of The Lurivia Kingdom.

Tunde finally looked up. Her voice softened, just a little. "The Citadel fixes things, Tunde. Sometimes. But nothing’s free." Tunde leaned back. "I’m not here to sing for your parades." "Not yet," she said. "But the walls don’t just keep people out. They keep people in." Outside the window, the Citadel lights shimmered like a promise and a prison.

he clutched his stomach, “you are so silly, Malric! And I love your sense of humor. Good goddess! Oh, don’t worry folks, he loves to joke around a lot. Please carry on with your business, it was only a joke.” Slowly, life returned to the street and their cold stares were slowly directed away from me. Cain came up close and whispered into my ears, “You’ll need to be a bit more careful with your choice of words here. The hidden city has walls that can send any conversation to the ears of its people. That’s why it is easy to fish out whoever seeks to destroy the city from the inside.” I rolled my eyes, “Maybe you should have told us that bit before leading us down here.”

Phillip was created to create artificial humans for immortals' survival. Magic is a source of income for them... Humans use bright magic, whereas immortals use death's dark magic. Centuries passed, and each side had built its own world on its side of the wall. Everyone had forgotten about the Great War, but everyone had been taught in school since childhood that the wall should never be crossed at any cost. But the truth about what happened and the purpose of the wall... Nobody knows for sure... Except for the book that Dr. Phillips wrote and then sealed with magic so that no one could open it, which was then sealed inside the underground.

The youth took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. “Ah, I miss this city. Now, my friends, welcome to Silverwall City!” The Grace siblings followed Wiggy's line of sight, then exclaimed in admiration. They are on a hill overlooking an urban area, where houses are lined up neatly, the foundation is made of super thick red or green maroon fabric — maybe that's another material — looks more like a sturdy tent. It is a hexagon with a conical roof and a triangular flag on top. Phillip looked up to find the most beautiful sky his eye had ever caught. The cloud was like a wisp of cotton covering the sun, instead of cloudy, it was shining beautifully. One thing that looks odd, there is a large shiny s