Constellation Curtain Novels & Stories

Perfected Immortal Qing Chen declared loudly to everyone outside as soon as Xiao Chen entered the hall, "We will begin conjuring the magical formation. Please retreat hundreds of meters away; there can be no disturbances!" Everyone began shuffling away quickly, realizing the gravity of the matter, leaving only a handful of Elders standing guard outside. Elder Zhou and Elder Ding traded heavy looks and with a curt nod, they began channeling their powers, using their magic to close the large door of the hall and sealing it with a few more magical seals. Everyone waited outside. Barely 2 hours later, the crowds outside began to notice seven stars that gleamed with remarkable prominence amidst t

The outdoor bed was draped in billowing white curtains that danced in the gentle breeze, and was surrounded by flickering lanterns. They settled onto the plush cushions of the bed after they had the best dinner, and wrapped in each other's embrace as they watched the sunset together. “Isn't that beautiful?” Stacy asked Carlton as they both cradled in the bed in tiny clothes, while gazing at the beautiful hue that was before their eyes and sipping a glass of champagne. “Yes. Very beautiful,” Carlton answered, his mind a little lost from what they were both looking at.

“The theme of this show is ‘Galactic’. The classic galaxy design is a cliché even though it’s certainly stunning. My idea of ‘Galactic’ aims to show the huge possibilities for women. We can be princesses, queens, knights, or whoever we want to be. Each of the dresses has a unique constellation. As long as women exist, we light up the world like the millions of stars in the galaxy.” Julie smiled with satisfaction and picked up the exquisite white satin gown in the middle. The dress had irregularly dotted blue and purple Baby’s-breath flowers all over the shoulder area. Its fishtail hem was embellished with shimmering dark purple pearls that glowed in the light with a mysterious noble aura. “N

The longest night marks not only an astronomical turning point but a celebration of balance restored—darkness acknowledged, light returning, cycles continuing in their proper, uncorrupted form. Luna outdoes herself organizing the café's contribution to the festivities—a hot chocolate station on the town square featuring twelve different flavors, each named for a constellation visible in the winter sky. The "Pleiades Peppermint" proves particularly popular, while the "Orion's Orange Spice" becomes a surprising hit with the teenage crowd. "I might have infused them with just a tiny enhancement for good cheer," she confesses when I raise an eyebrow at the unusually blissful expressions of those

Its silvery sheen shimmered in the morning light, the perfect spot for those full moon nights when I yearned to feel the serene Golden Crest air against my skin. The window nook was next. Lush, emerald green cushions transformed the window seat into a cozy haven. A fluffy white sheepskin rug, its surface as soft as moonlight on snow, added an undeniable touch of luxury. I hung sheer white curtains edged with silver thread, ensuring the sun's rays twinkled in without sacrificing privacy during the day.

"Your father just has spare princess apartments lying around?" "We're a royal family. We have spare everything." He stopped at a set of double doors carved with more of those crescent moons. "I had them prepare these for you specifically. Thought the symbolism might help you feel less like a prisoner." "I am a prisoner though. A really well-dressed one." "You're under protection. There's a difference." "Is there?" He pushed open the doors. I stopped breathing. The room was gorgeous. Huge windows overlooking the city. A bed that could fit five people. Tapestries on the walls showing women in armor, women on thrones, women commanding armies. All of them had the crescent moon mark on their face

How fucking lame is that? ‘The mobile,’ Ares grumbles from the abyss. His reminder brings my attention to the hanging structure above my son’s bed. Walking closer, I gaze at it. It is beautifully crafted. The tent covering the moon is a beautiful navy blue, constellations’ decorate the top, reminding me of the night sky. Underneath sits the triple moon. Upon closer inspection, a key sits in the full moon at the center. Wolves circle the moon, their howling and running figures hanging by fish wire.

growled in hunger, introducing an unwelcome companion to her isolation. Boredom became her unwelcome ally as she roamed the living room, unable to resist the allure of the meticulously designed pent suite. The dangling lights and chandeliers beckoned her touch, and she couldn’t help but explore their luminous potential. Turning on the lights, Jasmine discovered the versatility of the system, complete with various filters that added an extra layer of enchantment. As the lights. illuminated the room, the curtains drew close automatically, further enhancing the ambiance. Excitement filled her as she experimented with different settings, culminating in a celestial display–a 3D realistic image of

the clerk pointed at the second option. Wesley leaned closer, tilting his head as the mobile swayed. “It’s cute, but... kind of generic, don’t you think?” “Of course, we have other options. Here’s one with tiny teddybears. It’s a classic design.” “Too cutesy,” Liam muttered, crossing his arms. Finally, the clerk brought out the fourth option. The mobile was adorned with moons, stars, and soft, glowing elements that mimicked constellations. Somehow, something about it reminded me of Allison, of how we first crossed paths with her during the Howling Moon.

The room erupts with laughter, clapping, and howling. Doors open to spacious ballroom with lots of space to create more intimate spaces. Heavy white drapes over the walls, the ceiling looks like the open sky, a wooden installation art piece hangs what looks like only inches from the ceiling. It's a celestial blue with cutouts of various constellations, backlit so it honestly looks like I could lay down and be staring up at the open night sky. A few Grecian pillars hold up silky, yet see through, glittery fabric, creating cabana like atmospheres for people to gather.