A Thousand More Years Novels & Stories

This time, when I did look around, I saw she was holding a big old jewelry box filled with lots and lots of pink paper hearts. "Wow! what's that?" I asked feeling excited. Mummy placed it in my hands, and my noona tapped the lid. "It's a thousand love from the kisses of the one who's dearly special to you. Or at least it will be, when you find the one that's special to you, then you'll fill them out." My eyes widened as I tried to count all the hearts. But I couldn't. A thousand was a lot! "Sophie," my noona said, as I looked up to see her green eyes shinning. " This is your adventure. How I want you to remember me while I'm gone."

"What can come out of cultivating for ten years, that's way too short!" "It's really not," said Wilbur. "One year out here is a thousand years in my mirror dimension." "What?" Augheimer was shocked. "Are you serious, Wilbur?"

As we stood to cut the cake a thousand years by Christiana Perri began to play . "A Thousand Years" Heart beats fast Colours and promises How to be brave? How can I love when I'm afraid to fall? But watching you stand alone All of my doubt Suddenly goes away somehow One step closer I have died every day waiting for you Darling, don't be afraid I have loved you for a thousand years I'll love you for a thousand more Time stands still Beauty in all she is I will be brave I will not let anything take away What's standing in front of me

“Ten years observes the passage of seasons. A hundred years attest to birth, old age, sickness, and death. A thousand years lament the rise and fall of dynasties. Ten thousand years witness the shifting of stars. “People who live to a hundred years are considered to have longevity that is rare, but what is a hundred years in the face of the millions of years of the world? It’s nothing more than the lifespan of a mayfly.” At that point, Arthur suddenly turned around, his scorching gaze falling on Norvin’s face. “Only with great strength can one break through the limitations of lifespan and surpass everything. “I have long since stepped onto the Divine Steps. To further ascend, I need to expan

The dragon added. "Please, don't tell me you carried such a grudge on you for more than 10,000 years." Lupercalus snorted, but it still came out like a deep growl. "10,001 days, today adds one extra day to the 10,000 years or more. You said you would come for me and I waited for days, years. I was asleep but I know when each day ends Lupercalus, so where were you and the others during those times?"

The rain had transformed into drizzling. "When will you call me by my name?" He whispered. I could not maintain eye contact. Why there was hurt in his eyes? "How long can you wait?" I tried to make a joke out of it. But he did not find it the least bit funny. "A thousand years, Alessandra. I can wait a thousand years." I was quiet. The emotions which I felt were alien. Strange! Why he was saying A Thousand Years? It sounded romantic. But it can’t be…

Then, it added, "The Thousand-Year festival is a festival held once every thousand years to commemorate those who were killed during that time and to welcome new deities into this world." Jennet fell into silence. Her heart wasn't as calm as she thought because she could hear the drums within her ribcage. She overestimated her confidence as she was engulfed in anger and disappointment. Yes, a disappointment that she couldn't explain with words. Jennet exhaled deeply, collecting her composure. Don't worry, she told herself, stories she heard from the familiar were her husband's pasts and she shouldn't mull over it. "Very well," she inhaled deeply before she eyed the lion, "now tell me, what w

"Present tense, they're not DEAD." "Right." Serna took another drink. "Love, present, they're—they're just sleeping." "Really long sleep." Rhea's voice was getting slurred. "Really really long sleep." "One year." Kaelin stared at her bottle like it held answers. "Three-hundred-sixty-five days of just—just WAITING." "Three-hundred-sixty-six." Serna corrected. "Leap year." "Fuck your leap year." Kaelin's voice cracked again. "Fuck the extra day, fuck ALL the days."

But he didn`t know who. “What year is it, boy?” the liege-lord looked out of the window. “262, my lord,” the square replied. “What era is it?” “The First Era, my lord.” “How long did the Ertail Age last?” “7521 years and two hundred and fifteen days.” “What do you think, will this year be different?” “Maybe, we can only hope.” “Truly, hope dies last.” The lord turned to the fire and looked deeply into the flames.

Nothing I said mattered. "Dad, if you want to tell me I'm in the wrong, go right ahead. However, if you want me to write off this 400,000 dollars as a gift to Uncle Liam, you don't need to say another word. I made this money by standing in front of a crusher for two long years. "I watched my fingers blister, heal, and blister all over again. It didn't just fall from the sky." Having said my piece, I braced myself for the inevitable torrent of lecture to rain down on me.