Cersei The Mountain の小説・ストーリー

Then his gaze returned to me. And softened. Only slightly. But enough. “You stay with me.” I crossed my arms. “You say that like I’ve ever done otherwise.” A faint smirk touched his mouth despite everything. Then another explosion thundered through the valley below. The mountain shook violently beneath our feet. And somewhere deep inside the fortress, a horn sounded. Low and ancient. Powerful enough to freeze every wolf on the ridge. Seris went pale instantly. “No,” she whispered. Kael looked toward her sharply. “What is that?”

The guys had some pack stuff to sort out , word from the council had come and they were set to come visit in two days' time. So , preparations were underway. So , me and Ava decided to try and get some answers. We gathered all of the girls. And asked them all to meet us at the warlock women's camp. Cersei showed up alone , to which I was shocked. I had heard her mates were stuck to her like glue. But she did wear two very fresh looking mating marks on either side of her neck. " How are you fitting in with Cersei? " I asked her as we waited for Shirer and Dee to arrive. She glanced at me and smiled " Wonderful , everyone has been so kind. My mates are wonderful , but I am glad you called me h

Surprisingly, the door opened without any resistance and officer Hillary watched as she walked in slowly, like someone in a trance. He began to run to his friend at once, eager to save her from whatever was drawing her inside. He doubted this was going to end well for either of them. Once inside, he was met with some eerie ominous music that sounded very odd to his ears. Officer Hilary looked around for the source of the ominous music but he could not find a visible record player. All he could find were various colors of candles arranged in a semi-circle around a graven image that looked like something cut out from one of Michelangelo's works. He was not sure which one exactly it was. Michel

The venom is running through me faster and the more I move, the more it progresses, which means it's entered into my bloodstream and is only a matter of time before it reaches my heart and kills me. I stop by a tree for the third time, my lungs burning as I take in oxygen and I can't catch my breath. As my knees hit the soft grass beneath me, I start to violently throw up again, blood mixed with the food I ate for lunch. "I think... we're done for, Celeste," I say, with a smile on my face. "We can finally meet the Goddess and be saved from all of this..."

This was why Noel ultimately decided not to ask anything. In fact, Morton and Gerald should be on their way, seeing as their conversation had ended, and they were not that well-acquainted with one another, too. All of a sudden, Morton suddenly acted as if he knew Noel well and struck another conversation, “Mount Beasts truly is the vastest mountain in the West Cercei Island. Although we were only capable of going into the outer ring of the peripheral area, we still met a lot of dangers. Luckily, we were strong enough and turned the tides to our favor, however dangerous it was.”

Cesare loved the cold, and he was excited for the snow he knew would fall in a few months. Cesare stopped and looked up at the mountain looming over him. The coven had continued to build and modify the castle. Windows covered most of this side, but he could only see them because the magic allowed him to. Anyone else wandering in the valley wouldn't be able to find the fields or see the mountain for what it truly was. Most of the vampires were artisans at this point, and each of the window-makers had designed intricate patterns or stories depicted in stained glass. It made the mountain look like a glorious canvas touched by different artists. It was one of his favorite features of his home.

Although Alaric knew that the ice fairies would help Prince Ludiciel, he couldn't help but worry. What if things went terribly wrong and Prince Ludiciel didn't make it? He shook his head. No. Pronce Ludiciel was strong and smart. He had to make it. So far, there were no disturbances around Netheridge. The one who possessed Ron hadn't made any moves yet nor did the necromancer. He just hoped things would remain that way until Zedekiel wakes up. "Finally," Sera said, cutting off Alaric's thoughts. She breathed out, relief washing over her as the massive mountain peaks of the Infernal Mountain came into view. "We're finally here."

The Seer was so knowledgeable in fact, that the mountain under which she dwelt was exempt from any of the Lord's territories, and was wholly for The Seer to preside over. It didn't take more than 4 hours, when they reached their destination. Sephora dismounted and looked up at the mountain before her. It went up and up, and standing directly below it, it looked as though it went on forever as it disappeared into the clouds. It took Sephora's breath away. "Wait until you see the cove." Ambrose said over the sound of rushing water, the waterfall had to be close by. Sephora followed Ambrose along the mountain face, admiring the small shrubs and flowers that grew along the dusty grey rock.

“It’s a 'System Scan.' The mountain is looking for us. Once it finishes indexing this tier, the rain will stop, and the Logic-Hounds will be released. Fenris knows we’re here. He’s just waiting for the mountain to verify our coordinates.” ​I looked out at the bruised, violet horizon. The Black Mountain wasn't just a fortress; it was a living processor, and we were the "Malware" trying to crash the system. I reached out and took the twins’ hands. They were cold, their golden light pulsing in a slow, defensive thrum. ​“Rest while you can,” I told the army. “When the rain stops, the mountain will try to delete us. We make sure we’re the ones who hit 'Cancel.'”

In a west side, a second of a highest mountain, a young man wearing robe which looked like stained by blood stood there, hovered to the air. “Interesting...” he murmured, looking as if seeing something wonderful at the distance. The person next to him is the woman with a strange expression, saying something that no one could be heard about. Seeing the woman, who no other than Mariya, makes her feel something srange to the whole situation. Then she look at the mountain neared the Curse Mountain, and she nodded with understanding when she caught sight of vicious young handsome looking man.