A Forgotten Shrine Novels & Stories

The lazy arrogance vanished completely. His fingers tightened around the armrest. His pupils widened. The color seemed to drain from his face. The name had dragged something out of him that had been buried beneath centuries of darkness. The Forgotten. He hadn't heard those words spoken aloud in an age. Not seriously. Not as a possibility. Not as anything other than a memory he had deliberately buried beneath layers of time. Selene watched him carefully. She continued. "And when The Forgotten return..." Her voice became quieter. "...all that exists shall stand upon the edge of nothing."

JARRETT'S POV The ice melted by sundown, not all of it though. The lake would still hold for another few weeks. But the red circle at center ice was gone, washed away by torchlight and ten thousand footsteps. By the time we came down the ridge, it looked like any other frozen lake again. Now we were in the shrine. It wasn’t built for meetings, it was built for warnings. It had stone pillars, old claw marks scored deep into the rock, a hearth that hadn’t been lit in 26 years. The air smelled like snow and iron and old treaties nobody wanted to remember.

catching up with the rest of humanity.Surprisingly, the city's central tower was still standing. And he remembered not seeing it there.THE FORGOTTEN TEMPLES OF SOUTH ANGUSAlicia and Carrs Armani strolled through one of the temples' halls. The incense's calming scent soothed their minds and appeared to place them in a peaceful state of mind. One of the books her master lent her, was in Alicia's possession. Carrs, on the other hand, was on his way to the town down the valley because he was on cleaning duties. Since the forgotten temples were located on a hill, accessing them required a treacherous climb. Carrs, on the other hand, had become used to the trip and looked forward to it on other

The old house looked over me like a haunted mansion. I haven't seen this place in weeks…or at least, since I woke up with incomplete memories. Standing here no excuse so close to that road where I had begged for death and right on the property where my whole life had been torture…it made me realize that I hadn't matured or moved on from all of it like I claimed to. Why did he have to call me so late at night? Why couldn't I just have said no? Begrudgingly I tread slowly into the estate, inputting the code at the gates, waving at the security man who I did not know but he seemed to recognize me.

I nodded, avoided her gaze, and went to the kitchen to get some water to take the medicine. That night, Mom slept beside me. I fell asleep quickly, but I had a nightmare. In my dream, I kept going back to the day I was hypnotized. The hypnotist had held me down and kept telling me to forget what my family looked like. I had tried to force myself awake, but no matter what I did, I could not wake up. In the end, I really did forget Mom, Dad, and Zack. I jolted awake from the dream, drenched in cold sweat. Mom woke up too and instinctively patted my shoulder. "What is it, Rena? Did you have a nightmare?"

“Graham, will you be my child in our next life? “Give me a chance to make things right.” Furrowing my brows in dread, I hastened my pace into the light. No one could stop me from becoming a happy and mindless single-celled microorganism.

I yelled at myself, “You are stronger than this. You will get through this. Just as you have every hurdle life has given you. You will survive this, and you will not forget.” I let myself zone out, stopped fighting for fear of what further injury might occur if I didn’t. I laid there, motionless, but he didn’t seem to notice. I let my mind wander to memories of my life before this pack, brief as it was. I thought of the picnics with my family, training with my family; my father telling me I could do anything, survive anything, with my determination. My mother always encouraged me to be kind and fair, but to never forget and not to let others walk all over me. To be the bigger person and forg

I had simply given her a nudge on the shoulder. As we're trotting and talking Saki had a lightbulb moment. "Oh shoot, we are right on the border." She says looking forward. I look where her eyes scan and there's a thicker forest line. "EagleWatch is actually what parts the two kingdoms. Plus a river by Laidian's side." Leigh adds, getting off her horse.

How could I ever forget that night? There was no way. It had haunted me for sixteen years. How could I forget the 5th of June, 2010? It had started like every normal night in our house. The night breeze felt unreal, cool against my skin, calming enough to sink into my bones. I was outside doing yoga. Sixteen-year-old me had been obsessed with it. I was an athlete, and I always felt the need to keep my body in shape.

It was the same kind of feeling she had when she was caught stealing her mother’s necklace and then gave it to a classmate in the past. Was the source of it a kind of reverence for the elders? Now that they were right in front of each other, she could no longer pretend that she had not noticed him. She greeted him politely. “What brings you here, Uncle Cleo?” Cleo felt another stab of pain in his heart when he noticed the way she was avoiding his eyes. Despite that, he forced himself to suppress the raging emotions and remain as calm as he could. “I came to see the opening ceremony.” Cecil nodded faintly and did not speak.