Novel & Cerita Anthem

"No time for dilly-dallying, you must tally with my word whether your answer might pull down or up. It is rather a must for I desire this Amaranth." "His Amaranth flower, who blooms rare. Holds phenomenal power, Wherefore fair? Whence fair? frog's thoughts are fair."

She might think something. Okay, let us just wait for him, Khim. Maybe he is on his way. /Land of the sun of glory and passion The skies are alive in thy presence Our joy is when someone comes to oppress thee Is to die while protecting thee from them/ After the National Anthem ended, our Alma Matter Hymn played next. /Your belief in what we are, Wakens thoughts to go beyond far Faith in what we can yet be, Gladden sets our spirits free/ /Come let us to Southville

Chapter Two: SIGHTING Later that night, Rojean dolled up to go to a place that was both a nightclub and a bar that everyone was talking about. She was old enough, for sure, especially if she was going to get married soon. But she was never the kind of person to go out on the weekends, to a club or even a bar and always preferred the comfort of their apartment which Lucas didn’t mind at all even when he wanted to go out. She was in a cream coloured off shoulder dress which stopped mid-thigh and hugged her curves beautifully.

She poured a little of the Asphax from it's container onto her palm and applied it to her skin, it burned a little but she endured it, it would be well worth it. She unsheathed her sword and held it gingerly in her right hand as she proceeded into the forest. She heard more screeching and fear registered in her body at first, she could not believe she was outside the fortress and in the forest already! She placed a hand on the bottle of Asphax which was tied to her waist, contemplating whether to apply more to her skin or not but she shook her head. It would be best to use only as little as she could, it lasts on the body for only forty eight hours and she could not afford to waste it withou

Then she rolled her body around the pillar to catch her breath. A quick glance up towards the glass ceiling told Larice that dawn was breaking. The clouds were gone, and the skies reached a bright red color, the bloodiest color she had ever seen in her life. The Phoenix Comet was in sight, flying above the heavens like a slow bird—with the orange flares as its tail. “The time has come at last,” the Emperor stomped the foot of the spear against the floor and cast out … —[Spear of Phlareus]—

Making Ruby chuckle. "But honestly, that Madison is senseless."

Michael accidentally pressed the button to listen in instead of pinpointing the signal. A loud scream pierced the room. Dimitri’s heart stopped at that moment. “Ah, music to my ears.” A voice came through the speakers as the screaming continues. They hear a thud and afterward a door slam. A whimper came next, then stuttering of words: “Skvoz’ ogon’ i smert” Through fire and death. It was Amaranthe!

Nervous energy bubbled throughout the theater. Dressed in probably the most amazing gown she’d ever seen in her life, including her wedding dress, Ella sat next to Rome holding his hand, and waiting for his award category to come up. The long red ball gown shimmered in the dim light, its full skirt moving and flowing when she walked like butterflies’ wings. If Rome’s category didn’t come up soon, she thought she might explode with anxiety. It already seemed like they’d been waiting for half a day, even though it had only been a few hours since they’d gotten into the limo and made their way to the famous theater in Hollywood where the biggest award show of the year was always held.

I walked inside. --- The Council of Aetheria had never learned silence. Gods of war, harvest, oath, storm, and a dozen others crowded the amphitheatre, their thrones set in a crescent around the floor. Robes shifted—crimson, sable, luminous blue—each thread a declaration of dominion. Murmurs rose and broke like surf. The Harbinger stood behind the dais, wings folded, armour dimmed—an unsheathed blade pretending stillness.