City Of Ember Audiobook の小説・ストーリー

I wondered if she could see my fear or maybe she just didn’t care. Finally, she said, “Then follow.” They led us deeper into the city. Emberdeep was no ruin. Its streets were paved with black obsidian, worn smooth by centuries of passage. Heat radiated from the walls, not suffocating, but constant like walking inside a forge. Shadows moved behind molten glass windows. Children, elders, warriors. A hidden people, sustained by flame and secrecy. We passed beneath vast archways carved with fire-language, the old tongue. I caught pieces—warnings, prayers, fragments of ancient prophecy.

“Boring.” Ember gasped dramatically, clutching her chest painfully. “Take that back right now.” Piper leaned back defensively. “Sorry, Ember, but it’s true.” Before Ember could retaliate, Piper’s phone buzzed in her lap. She glanced down, muttering under her breath, “Books and novels really aren’t that interesting—” “—as bookworms make them out to be,” a voice finished smoothly. “Exactly!” Piper concurred, still trying to fetch out her phone. She froze up when she realized that the voice did not belong to Ember.

Tiny rivers of red and white streamed along the roads far below, the lifeblood of the city never ceasing. Keenan let out a low breath. “By the stars…” His voice was reverent, awed. “Are those… fortresses? No, no...giants of iron and glass. Dragons with their scales set aflame. And the little lights....they move like soldiers marching in lines.”

Every sound, every movement, felt sharper, clearer. Ember followed my gaze. “See? You’re noticing.” “I… think so,” I whispered. “It’s strange. I don’t understand it.” “That’s normal,” Ember said. “Awakening rarely makes sense at first. It’s like learning to walk with a limb you didn’t know existed.” We continued along the riverbank, stopping where the current ran swift and clear over mossy stones. I watched the water ripple and swirl, thinking how life always found a way to move forward—even over obstacles, even through chains.

“I figured as much.” I turned away, motioning for him to follow. “Come on, then. Let’s see how well you play with cursed people.” And for the first time in a long while, I felt like we might have a shot at surviving this. If only because we’d just added one more weapon to the war. I found Ember where I always did lately, leaning against the cracked edge of the fountain, bathed in firelight. The light didn’t come from her. It came from the horizon. Another blaze in the lower district. The fourth one in as many nights.

Rebecca's POV Ember broke. Not dramatically — not the way Charlotte broke, which was loudly and with an audience. The way Ember broke was quiet and sudden and worse for both of those things. One moment she was standing in the middle of the corridor being pulled in multiple directions by people asking questions she could not answer, and the next she was not there anymore. She moved fast.

The food and people to talk to. Ember on the other hand was bored to death. It's not like she had no people to talk to, they just asked her stupid questions like 'how does it feel to be a mother to Axle's child' or 'how does it feel to go from zero to a wealthy guy's wife' or 'how does it feel to be next to be the center of attention'. The questions go on and on. Ember just gets bored and finds an excuse to leave. She thought that eating some pastries was going to make her feel better but it only dud for a few minutes after that she was back to being bored again.

She couldn't even form full sentences. " It was dark and cold. We felt like spectators in our own bodies. I called out to you boys, hoping you all would hear me, but I didn't feel you at all. Instead, we felt Ember. Her spirit reached inside of us and pushed War away. Damien cannot kill her. Ember is still in there. Ryder is in there as well", Dad spoke. "Ryder is in there?", I asked him, making sure I heard him correctly, and he nodded.

"Huh? I.." "Are you even listening? What are you doing over there?" Mary's skeptical and dissatisfied gaze made her start walking towards Ember and just as if on sync, Zaire started getting out of his hideout. Ember panicked all at once and her voice went up a notch that pressed a pause to both of them. "YES. STOP. I know who you're talking about so continue. And I think the books you were talking about are on that shelf," Ember said out of the blue with no knowledge of it herself. And that bought her some time to gather it all.