Novelas y relatos de A Tale Of A Thousand Stars

And yet, some nights, when the moon turned faintly red, the Heartfire pulsed stronger— as though listening, waiting. --- The Children’s Tales In the villages beyond the city, where people lived close to wind and soil, stories of the Flow still lingered. They called it The Breath Between Stars. A warmth that came when a mother sang to her child, or when two strangers shared bread by the road. Old women told tales by firelight: of a goddess who had fallen in love with a flame, of a moon that once bled gold instead of red,

I dance with the moonlight under the stars, they sing me a lullaby cause you never did. You whispered me words of poetry, coloured me in pain, and made promises you never kept. You drew me in and then threw me out, but you keep looking back. I ask you what you want, but you can never say. So, I ask you to tell me a story and you sing me a Lullaby-y-y, one where fairytales of true love make me want to dream."

She said, raising an eyebrow at him. "Who said he was a pirate? Making assumptions about the poor Captain. Can I finish the story Love?" He said trying hard to keep his face straight. " By all means." She chuckled. "So as I was saying. The gods answered the Captain's request and plucked seven stars from the sky and arranged them into a beautiful crown. As they were ready to leave the fiery red headed at the dock. The Captain gifted the crown to her. He left her there but not without letting her know that if she stood out on the dock at night. The stars on her crown would light the way to her. He would find his way back to her, always." He said the smirk no longer on his lips but replaced by

"The war had lasted over 100 years and the moon never came back to the star. So the star went looking for the moon in the war. She searched for three years. When the moon goddess told her the moon would have fallen her heart broke. Their souls were molded for each other. So in the middle of a large fight, this small star got in the way. Therefore, her soul falling down to earth, and the same happened as what did with the moon." She said showing me an image of a star talking to an elegant but pale woman. then an image of the star being attacked by a titan and falling down to earth.

She stepped aside and let me in. We sat down on the couch, and she looked at me in silence waiting for me to start. "I'm going to tell you the way my father told me." "Okay that's vague..." she scrunched her face up in confusion. "Just listen, long ago before the white man conquered this land there was a tribe that found a babe in the woods one winter night. The babe was not scared or out of place. No, it was nestled in the center of a wolf pack. An expectant mother from the village heard a coo in the night and went searching for the source. When she laid eyes on the wolves she felt no fear, for they protected the babe and kept it warm from the winter. The wolves knew this human pup could no

Miles almost seemed to read his mind, because he let out a deep chuckle, “Are you admiring the stars or counting them?” “No point in counting them if I already know how many there are.” “Oh?” Miles flinched an eyebrow, unsurprised. “How many are there?” “One hundred billion.” He turned to gaze at the stars, but not the ones in the sky. One hundred billion of them were in Aiden’s eyes alone, painting galaxies on his soul, infinitely deep, and Miles found himself sinking into them. He wanted to count them, even if he already knew how many there were. He wanted to count every one and memorize their every detail--spending an eternity doing it if he had to--because there was something about their

Started on: May 22, 2016 Finished on: January 25, 2019 Highest Ranking: 12th under the Romance Hotlist, 5th under the Little Things list. (A sequel to Something Good) Reading Something Good is optional to understand this story. Don't try to steal my work, it's a rather good feeling to get an appreciation for your own work. Copyright with the author. Happy Reading ❤ Love, GeetVik ------------------------------------------------------ 1. The Haunted Past.

“But just know this is all you’re getting for a few days. I have a business trip.” He watched as she slowly crawled towards the bowl, shaking with each movement. Hanging her head low, her dry and matted hair hanging around her hollow face. Most of it had fallen out from malnutrition, but what she did have was a single, giant, tangle that could never be undone. As she reached the bowl, she sat down and looked at the man.

(Raya’s POV) “Star light, star bright, First star I see tonight; I wish I may, I wish I might Have my wish come true tonight.” I’m standing on the terrace of our new home. The King and Queen have graciously gifted us with a new villa of our own as a wedding gift and it’s so beautiful! I love everything about the place. The villa is straight out of a fairy tale and there’s a garden filled with all my favorite flowers and even exotic ones I don’t recognize but already love. It has a surrounding woodland where we can let our lycan forms run free and its own little farm where we can cultivate our own vegetables or raise whatever animal we want. The air is fresh and it is peaceful, the ambience s

He also knows how to get tired, and it will be even more peaceful when I rest near the person I love the most. The curtains had not yet been drawn, revealing a view of the night sky. The bright moonlight is no longer lonely because it is surrounded by the company of twinkling stars. And those starlights are no longer easily obscured by the noisy lights because it has embraced a gentle full moon, enough to illuminate and give it an area to remember. The moon and stars illuminate the world, cover life with a warm light, and cherish in the heart a passionate love. How many things have gone through, is far away, is life and death, but looking back, love is still as beautiful as the day it just