Black Clover Wattpad Novels & Stories

"Hope, you will go with us before we'll leave this place tomorrow." Near the wide river sparkled like gem under the bright sun, a fully bloom Sakura Tree was located. A bunch of pink petals falls down like gentle rain on this bright sunny day. The wind blows followed by a sweet fragrance and green grassy ground sways along with the current. Mizu was sitting in front of a wooden cross with a bunch of flowers in vibrant colors the couple given and some were picked by Mizu freshly in the woods, are laid on the grave. "Mom, I'm here again." the wind blows to her melancholy.

Marie's pov: After pushing away the painful memories,it's then I realized I was done with my hot chocolate and only then did I notice the salty tears rolling down my cheeks making my eyes puffy.The rain had stopped pouring as a clear sky was visible showing the beautiful stars. Reminiscing my mother's last words I knew it was time for me to fullfil my promise.I mean,A promise is a debt and the only time you can't fullfil it's only when out of necessity. Now was the right time.

The sun seemed to retreat behind a cloud that appeared out of nowhere and shrouded the deck in shadow, sapping the warmth from those below. Audible only to him, Lloyd heard the sweet voice of the 'youthful' spirit, singing gaily. 'Sing holly, go whistle, sing ivy! Such a grand day for searching the graves, not a blind bit of difference between noble and slave! Still they linger, still they wait, hoping for the day their sin will abate! The eye of the bird is their only friend, chirping and gossiping until the bitter end. Sing holly, go whistle, sing ivy!'

Each leaf represented faith, hope, love, and luck—gifts to the finder. A perfect drop of dew clung to the clover’s edge, a tiny sphere reflecting Anna’s own face. It was grating, yet peaceful—though the sadness in her eyes was unmistakable. As she gazed at the clover, the air around it seemed to shift, as if something was stirring beneath the surface.