Between The Darkness And The Dawn Novels & Stories

Prologue When I was a child, I enjoyed listening to my mother's stories. Portraying the never-ending struggle between darkness and light. I would always look forward to her stories, which would be very entertaining. She always told me darkness represents malevolence, while light represents positivity and virtue. Her belief was that the power of light was the sole means by which darkness could be defeated. The resounding message she would consistently convey in her stories is that light will perpetually prevail over the darkness.

The cold disappeared. And then… Darkness.

He had a way of making me feel like some little kid. "Notice how the night sky only gains beauty when there is a perfect balance between light and darkness. If the light exceeds, we get a blinding daylight and if the darkness exceeds, we get an abysmal darkness. None of the two options are even remotely beautiful. Hence the forces of good and evil, light and darkness and even life and death work together to attain eternal balance and thus bring about harmony" he explained.

The old order had burned, but what remained—wolf and witch, light and darkness—was theirs to shape . Far above, the mended moon shone pale and whole again. And in its glow, something deeper than night sighed in surrender. From the ashes of dawn, something older than night stirred.

He would ruin my mood. After dinner, I went to my cabin to rest but I woke up in the middle of the night. I couldn't sleep again so I just decided to go up on the top deck and get some fresh air. I hold onto the railings and stared at the dark sea in front. Even with the moonlight, the sea is still so dark. It looks so calm on the surface but who knows what are the dangers awaiting beneath it. Even if it's dangerous, I couldn't help but adore it. I wonder how Helion will kill me? Because if I will make the choice, I rather be drowned in such a wonderful sea. Dying under waters is everyone's horror, but for me I think it's a lot more noble. After all, dying in the place you love is better.

The throne room unfolded around me in that strange balance of light and darkness, like dawn frozen in time. My legs gave out.

The clearing is bathed in the soft, muted light of dawn as Lukas, Callum, and I stand together, the heavy air of conflict slowly lifting. The intense confrontation has left its mark, but there’s a palpable shift—a dawning realization that the darkness that has consumed us for so long is beginning to recede.

Delilah and Persephone had stopped eating and were leaning forward on their elbows, fully invested in this. “Darkness and Light cannot be without each other. A balance found deep within can only be sparked when two hearts beat as one. Generations of balance undone. Born under the crescent moon, a new Darkness will seek its balance. Thirty years without Light blinds the heart to love. When Darkness and Light find each other, the Bloodmoon brings strength. The failings of generations past burned to the ground. Darkness and Light reclaim their power. The Sun and Moon. Nightmares and Dreams. Yin and Yang. Finally whole. A new beginning sparks.” I recounted the prophecy verbatim.

Yet, amid those dire moments, Nine's face often appeared, like the moon illuminating a clear, starless sky. But unlike the moon, which brings a measure of brightness to the darkness, Nine's presence only seemed to deepen the shadows. It's often said that darkness and light cannot coexist; however, darkness and darkness can entwine like old friends. The world is a cruel joke, and humanity is its most profound flaw. *****

☽☽☽ MIKAEL'S POV ☾☾☾ The sun held up its place in the battle for long, but darkness has finally won, and night is befallen. Road lights leap on as I cast by. Rounding the mountain range, more glows dot the horizon as the city's dark side awakens.