Commandment Of Flames 소설 & 이야기

She was hoping for him to say something, but he never did. "I guess you're right," Ahankara smiled back, before sighing. "That's just how fate works." She looked at Yashvir with tender eyes and a soft smile. "Flames, no matter how dangerous, always seem to be drawn towards roses." - - - - - -

"Fight." With a flick of my wrist, I called upon the ancient magic that flowed through my veins. The fire roared to life, flames leaping higher and burning with an intensity that no ordinary blaze could match. This was the gift of the Ice Wolves - the ability to command fire in a land of eternal winter.

Midnight’s strength combined with mine, and with one silent command, I unleashed the flames. A brilliant green fire erupted from my palms, searing up his limbs and enveloping him in seconds. He released me with a howl, thrashing and stumbling backward as he was consumed by the unearthly flames. I pushed myself to my feet, stepping back and watching as he tried desperately to roll in the snow, to smother the flames. But I knew these were no ordinary flames. They wouldn’t extinguish until they’d burned through his arrogance, his cruelty, and every last shred of his confidence.

When they finally crawled ashore, Owen looked at me pitifully and asked if I remembered anything. When I shook my head, disappointment filled his eyes. Still, he said, "It's okay. I'll keep trying to help you remember." He brought me roses every day, saying that they were my favorite flowers. But I didn't care. The sight of that bright red color only made me feel disgusted. He also brought me an embroidered wedding dress, saying that it was a gift from my mentor. Apparently, I had worn it for him once before, and he had been completely captivated.

He took another slow drag from his cigarette before exhaling, the smoke curling lazily in the dimly lit gym. “Not all flames die out quickly, son,” he mused, tapping the ash off his cigarette. “Some need a slow, controlled burn before they truly turn to ash.” I clenched my jaw. “I don’t have the patience for slow.” He hummed in amusement, his sharp eyes watching me like he already knew how this would end. “Then make her burn the way you want. But be careful not to get burned yourself.” I let out a dry chuckle, rolling my shoulders to shake off the irritation settling in my bones.

There was something glowing in my mind that was about to explode. The fleeting feelings of unknown was at the center of my thoughts. At this moment I am a prisoner in a free world. Every corners of my mind seemed to speak by themselves and my heart seemed to be in ablaze. I stared blankly at the bright light in house in daze. It was like my eyes were roving around for something which I was not there. Something beyond its reach it persisted and jammed my heart with queer thoughts. In this night, I felt like embracing somebody. My heart felt lonely and devoid while my whole body seemed into be in flames.

She glanced at the fountain first before she looked at Theo. "I wanted to show you this special and sacred place in hopes that you will understand me and the way we live, even just for a little." Theo said with all seriousness. Maddie just nodded to urge him to continue. "This flame was revived when the war from a long time ago was put to an end. Since then, this flame was not on the verge of dying out." "Wait." Maddie even put her hand up to stop Theo from speaking. "What does the war have to do with the flame? Is the war about putting water in it?" Maddie was serious but Theo chuckled on her question which made her brows knot.

She questioned. "We have to burn it all" Mona said with a crazy look on her face. "Like the flames that we are we have to destroy with fire. Turn him to ashes" And just like that they had the man who was once Mury's father in law up in flames. They were burning him to make sure that he would turn into ashes so there wouldn't be any remains of him. The three of them held hands. An unspoken promise being said by their hearts. A promise that would keep this whole thing under wraps. They would never tell a soul about this. As long as they lived.

Tomorrow, she’ll go alone. Commandment Seven wasn’t just about pleasure. It was a warning. When a woman stops being afraid of the fire… She becomes it.

, he paused. “So, I’m narrating and the both of you are cuddling”, he said jokingly and everyone looked at Bruno and Enola and they separated from each other. ‘As I was saying’, he continued, “So, Omek observed a secret. He noticed that the goddess had something called heart of the river, it looked like a small staff. Without that staff, the goddess would turn to water and the water would overflow. He didn’t know about this issue because when he asked the goddess, the goddess lied that without the staff, she turns to human and the sacrificed victims regains their freedom.