Before Midnight Novels & Stories

’ I ask. As Canus guides me towards the trellis walkway, he says, ‘She came out just before midnight.’ I settle slightly, still uneasy. There’s daylight savings right now, so if Canus says midnight, he actually means one o’clock, which means that Scintilla was two hours slower than me. Is my speed extremely noteworthy, then? Surely two hours doesn’t make that great a difference.

I was confused. “Son your mom and I think your birthday is wrong, it appears you will be shifting tonight at midnight, which is in about five minutes”. What? Now I’m not ready, I thought I was, but this is too soon. I was supposed to have another week to get used to the idea.

THIRD PERSON P.O.V. Jeanie walked into the ward and met Santiago spoon feeding Louisa on the bed. It was Two A.M. in the morning, they needed to leave as soon as they could. Judging from the time they had left; the alarm would’ve gone off at the base by now that the three were missing. It was going to take several incantations to not be seen as they furthered their journey. “We need to take that food to go, the doctor is out for a while and this is the only opportunity we have to leave” Jeanie said and her partner understood exactly why.

I rolled over on my stomach and looked at the clock; it was only four in the afternoon. “Why are you freaking out? The ceremony isn’t until midnight.” I propped my head upon my hand. Technically the eclipse on the moon wasn’t until four in the morning, but Orion wasn’t going to make people stay up that late. Would it be beautiful? Yes, but not worth it.

[--Kaiser Volkov--] It was twelve midnight, the kind of hour when most people are nestled comfortably in their beds, lost in the embrace of sleep. The world outside is quiet, with only the occasional rustle of leaves or the distant hum of a passing car to remind you that life continues, even in the dead of night. Normal people would be doing something sensible, like resting, and recharging for the day ahead. Too bad I’ve never been one of those people.

These were all written in blood. The night drew closer and campers were all inside their tent when the hungry-looking beast walked into camp dropping the note he had written in the middle of the camp. The beast left. The night was long, the moon hung high in the velvety night sky, casting a soft, silvery glow over the camp tents. Stars shimmered like distant diamonds, forming constellations that whispered stories. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the trees, their shadows dancing in the moonlight. It was the dawn of a new day, the sun shone brightly making it a lovely day.

ADY It's almost midnight, but our town and maybe even other places still don't have power. Even though the storm was terrible, Granny's radio, which must have been around my age and ran on batteries, was still working while we watched the news. The storm has completely flooded many locations, making them unreachable. The storm didn't bring wind, but it did bring water and rain that didn't stop for 9 hours. I was on the bed, looking at the candle on the table next to me.

I am whizzing a cheerful hymn as I help this monk prepare the dinner in this house that we have been sharing for weeks. The glee of what tomorrow holds for me is throbbing with rebounds in my heart, shaking its walls, but I am doing everything I possibly can to suppress the tickling thrills. It's almost one after midnight. In a few hours, doom will occlude the evil, and the good will shine bright.

Colton didn’t say any other thing, rather his eyes just caught the full moon of the fateful night rising above the window. “Where’s Joan!” Isabella kept chanting from beneath him. “I swear to God if anything happens to—“ He drowned her aggravated voice as he looked to the silvery moon, Colton could already tell that it was almost time. It was close. SIX HOURS UNTIL MIDNIGHT.

Justin remained staring out at the blackened sky from the window. He hadn't spoken to me for some time seemingly content to stand in silence. Emma left for her shift a while ago to prepare breakfast for the morning meal. She wouldn't be back for some time. The stars flickered through the curtains dotting the ceiling in starlight. The snow capped mountains beyond stood proud and ominously against the star flecked sky. “Goodnight Val.” Justin eventually murmured heading for the door.