At The End Of The Hidden Greenery Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The trail ended at the Everlasting Tree. Grey slowed to a halt at the edge of the conservatory. His enormous white paws sank silently into the fresh snow as his deep blue eyes swept across the moonlit clearing. Her scent was everywhere. Wildflowers. Snow. Blood. And something else... Something strangely warm. Something that hadn't existed before. He lifted his head. The Everlasting Tree stood proudly in the middle of the conservatory, its massive trunk disappearing into the moonlit sky. Leafless. Ancient. Silent. Yet...

Ahead of us lay the Pine Barrens, the hidden masters of the city, and the final, bloody conclusion to a script we were rewriting with our own hands. The fourth act had officially begun, and this time, there were no safety nets below us. The car rattled violently as it rounded a sharp subterranean bend, the small headlamp cutting through the heavy dampness of the tunnel. Suddenly, the track ahead flickered with an unnatural, greenish glow.

*** The sun is just beginning to cast bright orange hues across the horizon, and I’ve instructed the men to make our first camp before nightfall among fragrant pine trees in a clearing just off the main road. I’d envisioned traveling through a snow-blanketed landscape for the entire journey, but it was mere hours before the scenery around us transformed into greenery, and the chill in the air softened into a warm breeze. Still, Lyra did not take her eyes off the Tome of Glory until now, as the waning sunlight has made reading impossible. She sighs, setting the book on the floor in front of her carefully before leaning back, turning her head toward the campsite with a distant look in her eyes

The morning after the Icarus Protocol did not smell of ozone and burnt metal. It smelled of jasmine and damp earth. The "Green-Ghost" forest had fully reclaimed Sector 3, its vines weaving through the shattered windows of the Spire and turning the grand lobby into a cathedral of emerald light. The people of the Gutter were no longer huddled in the shadows; they were walking through the new woods, their hands stained with the juice of the golden fruit, their eyes bright with a terrifying, fragile hope.

“Right. You’d be clocked the second a wolf got within arm’s reach.” “So?” “So,” he said, standing, “we see someone who makes the impossible look easy.” I didn’t ask who. Kael had never once led me into a trap. We rode off-trail until even game paths vanished. The light thinned to green gloom, the air growing old and heavy. When the shack appeared between the trees—slanted roof, moss-slung boards, a ribbon of smoke with no wood in sight—my skin prickled. “Kael,” I whispered, suddenly unsure. “Who—”

I closed my eyes and he continue leading me making sure I avoided twigs and roots on the forest floor. "Alright open your eyes" I did as he told . I gasped at the amazing sight I saw. "Wow" it turned he took me to a hidden creek , colourful birds came to the creek and drank from it, even squirrels and hamsters were running around, Wow this place is really beautiful "Wow Jack how did you find this place" I asked turning to face him. "I had some connections, do you like it" he asked "I love it" I said, a squirrel ran up my body and to my hair messing it up. I chuckled and got hold of the little creature.

“Have you found the Yellow Sign?” THE END

But I definitely did not eye-rape him. "I am so sorry." I mumbled. Is the universe against me or something? "I wasn't looking and-" Okay, maybe I did a little bit of eye-raping. I mean, who could blame me? He's gorgeous. He has sandy blonde hair with some brown highlights. His face is just... pure perfection. Then I realised something that made me frown. Something that made memories of him come back. His eyes were a shade of forest green. Forest freaking green. Ashton. Oh god. I'm not even kidding, I am going to cry.