Aerith Novelas e Histórias

Aria did not move for a long time. She remained anchored to the floor, her body as still as the reinforced walls surrounding her. It was not a paralysis of fear or an inability to stand; she was measuring. She had become a finely tuned instrument, recording every breath, every microscopic shift of her weight, and every small, discordant reaction occurring beneath her skin.

The wind howled like a mourning widow. It swept through the hills of Clan Seven, sharp as a blade, carrying with it the scent of pine, frozen bark, and the stench of blood. Orion crouched low on the tree line, the crisp edge of winter biting at his bare forearms, but he welcomed the sting. Pain had long become a comfort, one of the few sensations he still trusted. Before him, a stretch of white snow lay untouched, serene. Except it was only an illusion; there was nothing serene about it.

She was still breathtaking, the Ice Queen’s legendary beauty completely untouched by time, softened only by the profound peace she had found in retirement. Fourteen-year-old Aria sat beside her, groaning loudly as she stared at her holographic tablet, attempting to decipher an advanced calculus equation. "Mom, if a train leaves New York at two hundred miles an hour, can I just hire a mercenary to blow up the tracks so I don't have to finish this?" Aria grumbled. Zara chuckled, taking a sip of her tea. "Aegis mercenaries do not do math homework, Aria. And stop trying to bribe Marcus."

she inhaled, trying to calm herself. Iris sensed the weight in her daughter's words, her maternal instincts guiding her to offer solace and understanding. She placed a comforting hand on Athena's arm, her voice gentle and compassionate. "Forgiveness can be a challenging journey, Athena. It's not something that happens overnight. Tell me, what is making it so difficult for you?"

It was some minutes past 6pm. Caitlyn Hugh was dragging her tired feet back home after a long day at work. As she walked along the lonely road, she looked back at intervals, hoping for a cab to appear. Although she was very much aware that cabs do not ply that road, Caitlyn prayed for a miracle. She took out her phone from the small bag she hung on her shoulder and connected her headset to the device. She was going to click play on her favourite music, but the sound of a car honking halted her.

So far, everyone claims they haven’t seen Atlanta leave her realm, but a few say that they haven’t seen Aria in a while, which is very unusual. My next stop is to visit Aria’s realm, which is opposite Atlanta’s. Aria’s Realm is a blue sphere of wind that sits on a ground made of clouds. I enter the globe to see small whirlwinds of flowers whizzing around. It’s raining white feathers. I raise my hand, take one, and caress it across my cheek. I laugh from the tickle's soft feel, release the feather into the air, and watch it float away. Then, approaching the stairs made from clouds, I look around for any sign of Aria. Once I reach the top, I knock many times, and the door opens on its own.

"You are running yourself into the ground, Nyx. If you keep pushing your body like this without rest, your core will collapse before the next full moon." Aeris was the head healer of Ironclad Keep—a gentle, middle-aged woman with warm hazel eyes, silver-streaked brown hair braided neatly over her shoulder, and a gentle presence that made me feel like I wasn't an outcast for the first time since arriving at the fortress.

So disrespectful. I scowl at the side where I see lipstick sign on the paper, Ainsley must have kissed it. Disgusting. The note says, “Dear Arthur, my love. I’m sorry I can’t be in school to keep you company, as I am down with fever. My mother said it’s because I’m getting close to my mate, ‘wink wink’. I’m going to miss you Arthur, but don’t miss me too much, I’ll be in school tomorrow. Love, Ainsley.”

Darius thundered looking at the piles of ashes. "Let's give him back what he gave us" Lucifer and Lucian stood on either side of Darius. Thea, Amber, and Ophelia joined them and stood beside them looking at the ashes grimly. Max is flying above them surveying the scene in front of them. Once green land is now looking like ashes and death. Thea must have thought the same because she raised her palm and commands the earth to take the ashes in. Soon earth opened and pulled the ashes inside before closing again.

Episode 25: Investigation. Ameira was silently watching Dainiel, the young woman who jumped off the rooftop and was saved by an air cushion. The patient was peacefully sleeping in bed and a dextrose was injected into her right hand and, according to her beauty standards, she just had a normal face. An average beauty.