At Journeys End Novels & Stories

Neither of them was in a hurry. THE END

But the trip was said to be half a day’s march by slow pace, meaning this song was going to be sung for a rather long time. The Road to Rendra was weathered and broken. The stones on the side of roads were cracked, which was evidence of Towergunner tracks. The stones at the center, from where we walked on were grinded down by Grand Gun Wheels and the boots and hooves of the men and horses that had marched here. The area around us were all covered in soot and dust from the steam engines and the once tall green grass of the surrounding valley had been trampled by the mass on rush of cavalry. Twenty Eight Thousand Legionnaires, thousands more support infantry from the militias and hundreds of w

Morning came much too soon for those who went to bed far too late. And it wasn’t long before the Winters family were piled into the maroon SUV and were off on a three-day journey to attend a carnival in the next town over. And just as they were leaving after a fun-filled time, in that very town someone else was arriving. Aiden who had spent a lot of time wandering from place to place, traveling the world stepped into the human town set on completing the orders given to him.

Love and family. THE END

It was a "Call from the End of Time." "Dominic..." Avery said, her eyes turning a "Vicious-Gold-White." "The 'Suture'... it’s 'Singing'. We aren't 'Staying' in the 'Ascension'. We’re 'Auditing' the 'Last-Chapter'." The "Addiction-Standard" is locked. To find out what "Final-Reckoning" waits at the "End of Time," the next chapter is a "Causal-Requirement."

Love. END

Perfect. Finally. **THE END**

I sit up and take a deep breath. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to sleep so long, where are we?” I ask rubbing my eyes and stretching “We are in Mobile Alabama ” he says keeping his eyes on the road “It’s fine it was nice to just think to myself for a while. You were right Ro; it does suck not having anyone else but our family. I wish I could grow relationships with people and know they will be in my future, but that’s just not the life we were given, and I hate to say this, but we just have to deal with it.”

Eli staggered back half a step, his face white as paper, that faint flicker of hope in his eyes splintering inch by inch, until nothing was left but a boundless, hollow desolation. "From beginning to end, I brought this on myself. I was the one who wronged you." He murmured it low, his voice so faint it nearly dissolved into the air. "In this life, there's not the slightest chance of taking it back." I lingered no longer, and without another glance at his dazed, anguished face, I turned and walked toward the stairs. The gilded box door closed softly behind me, shutting out his gaze completely. We had once walked side by side and loved each other deeply, and in the end, all that was left was

“Nora, I’m so sorry… I will never be able to make it up to you for this…” As the police led them away, the conference room fell silent. Julian began pushing my wheelchair toward the exit. Once we were inside the elevator, he suddenly fell onto his knees and buried his face in my lap. “Nora.” “Yeah?” “You said earlier that you waited for me in the black market for a very long time.” I gently stroked his hair and said, “But didn’t you come in the end?” He raised his head, his eyes slightly bloodshot. The elevator doors slid open, and warm sunlight instantly flooded into the space. He pushed me out, crossing the grand lobby and passing through the glass doors toward the parking lot.