Castle In The Sky Novels & Stories

I feel more than a touch of pride flying by his side, knowing that he is mine and always will be. Together we are flying under a cloudless sky, next to a large, blood-red moon. My scales of gold, and his of green, glow the color of rust under the strange moonlight. "Our world is burning, Carnelia." He warns me. "Don't breathe too deeply." I look down and see that indeed the earth beneath us was engulfed in flames. The spires of a grand castle crumble to fiery ash, taking with it the city under its shadow. It is strangely familiar, that castle. A prison of glass and stone crafted in power to crush the weak and underprivileged.

The female lead will be Evelyn, and the male lead will be Michael. The Reigns Castle stood like an ageless guardian upon the rugged hill, its towering presence overlooking the city of Quesa. The colossal six-story structure was a marvel of architecture, its twin cuboids seamlessly connected by a grand bridge at a sharp angle, their high gable roofs forming an imposing silhouette against the sky. Snow-capped mountains loomed behind it, their jagged peaks stretching into the heavens, casting an almost ethereal aura over the entire scene.

The Last Ascent The sky was collapsing. Reality itself cracked like glass under pressure. BOOOOOOOOM! A massive section of the Bastion broke away and vanished into the void below. Thomas barely kept his footing. Cassian did the same. Eryx landed on a fractured platform beside them. All three Heirs stood on unstable ruins of the floating castle. Above them— the eye watched. Endless. Unblinking. Alive. God. No. Fair. Absolutely not.

Her vision was filled with that red angry glare. Tears began to fall from her eyes. It was getting harder to breathe. The air was blazing up, causing everything to turn into an inferno rather than that pure snowy-white scene that she knew Dacria to be. Even the tears that dripped from her eyes evaporated before they could roll off her face. She looked at the castle from afar and she fell on her knees, seeing a dragon in the sky. It was circling around the fortress and spitting flames of fire, intent on burning it down.

"Mother said we still had three days until doomsday!" Kaelvor’s smirk deepened. "You don’t believe me?" His voice dripped with mockery. Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted, and a strange force rippled through the air. The towering roof above us vanished, dissolving like mist, revealing the vast expanse of the night sky. I gasped as the illusion crumbled entirely—the grand castle was never real. We weren’t inside a fortress at all. Instead, I found myself standing in an open field, the cold earth beneath me, surrounded by flickering torches and swirling shadows.

Peace is not born in blood. But sometimes, it bleeds for you anyway. The sky above Kaer Nyx did not simply storm; it broke. Shards of midnight and starlight fractured overhead, splintering across the dawn in streaks of wild, ungovernable magic. The castle’s towers seemed to lean into the chaos, trembling as if afraid of what might come through those cracks. Air hissed and sang and howled, bent backward and inside out by a force that did not understand mercy.

It has that eerie yet fantasy-like feeling like you've brought in another dimension. The castle stood tall as it almost reached the sky, touching the clouds. Thin walls made of white stones with elegant windows are scattered generously across in an asymmetric pattern, with symmetric crenelations for archers and artillery. Statues of the elders are lined up outside the castle front, serving as a reminder of their leadership. My eyes gaze upon a sculpture that resembles Dominic.

Two days from now is the so-called special day, but they already set a job for me to do. That is escorting nobles and some distant relatives of the royals. An escort is needed since bandits mostly show up in this kind of situation, or worse, dragons would. They would take this opportunity to enter the castle and just like before, they will tear down these walls, and flood the castle with seas of fire. I could hardly remember what it looked like before. As I stand by the gate of stones, waiting for official orders. Carriages of exquisiteness already reached the castle, safe and sound. Gladly, not a sign of any assault from the foe, it is making me wonder.

saying that he took the mug of his coffee and gulped from it. Aria arrived at Maxwell Mansion. She went and tightly hugged her mother. She was crying and crying. "What happened to you? Don't scare me Aria," asked Mrs.grace Maxwell. "Mom, Am I not... pretty enough?" "No honey you are so beautiful." " I got all ready for him to see him to let him see me but he didn't came, '' Aria told her mother while sobbing. "Relax Aria, relax," her mother tried to calm her but couldn't.

what was he achieving? I shuddered as we arrived in Rising Star territory. The castle sat atop a hill, a central tower with five spindles of grey granite. From above it would look like a pointed star. From the ground the way the wings narrowed into the central tower reminded me of a series of traps. A prison.