Darkness At Noon Synopsis Novels & Stories

They lose themselves to each other for a long few moments, burying their grief, their worries about family, their anxieties about war in their mutual happiness which right now feels strong enough to sweep through the entire world and make everything right. Which is why neither of them notice as the room slowly fills with smoke. Smoke, or shadow, that seeps in like a rage, pulsing and growing and flickering with a horrible blue light. And at the center of it all a very small form made of darkness itself, her breath heaving in her chest. Mittens gives a horrible little mew of fear just a moment before the darkness moves. “Mine,” the darkness snarls, storming forward, reaching out a claw-tipped

A/N: Not my fav povs but sorry I was just trying it out again, though never again! *** Third Person P.O.V. Athina and the rest of her family had packed everything by the time the sun was starting to set down a little, to welcome the evening. Evening a time that belonged neither to the day nor the middle. It was simply a time in the middle, that connected the day to the night. The evening was a lost princess trying to choose between the light and darkness. Much like that Athina, who stood in between the darkness, Zayden and the light which was the life she was currently living. When observing light versus darkness, the light seemed to answer. But doesn't the darkness need to reach the light?

“We’ll know. But I don’t think it will wait for dawn.” They stand in silence as the last light dies, watching as the world below grows sharper, smaller, more dangerous in the blue hour. A cold wind slips through the stones as darkness deepens outside. In the hall, survivors huddle around the last of the fire’s glow, shadows long and faces lined with exhaustion and haunted hope.

The usually calm Moon seemed to be furious and broke off the leash. “Enough, please, stop,” I begged the dark part of myself. If I do not stop the darkness, the groom will die, and I will be hanged for murder in the square, or even burned as an apostate. - Stop it! I yelled with all my might, and the darkness was drawn back into my body like obedient ribbons. The groom fell and did not move. I vomited several times, it seemed like a little more and I would spit out my insides, presumably, this would greatly facilitate the task of the catchers. Tearing my naughty body off the ground, staggering, I approached ... him. Blood flowed from the nose, ears and eyes of the stableman, his arms were tw

He waited until it brightens. When the sky lit up the scenery became clearer. A person with bloody eyes is sneering at him coldly. Suddenly it called the shadows! "DARKNESS!" Darkness flashed and galloped at Butt. It was not Butt powers yet it was from Luis Park. Then together with Luis Park, they fainted! In the Darkness where two individuals can be seen... "This..." Butt did not know what happened! A reversal! He owned the darkness yet this animal used it! "You what did you do!" Butt asked.

The villain will surely go mad seeing her body. [This blind date of hers is quite good-looking, too. No wonder the villain's been jealous for so long.] [Why are there so many people siding with the villain? How disgusting! She deserves her death! I really want to see the hero taking the villain down!] When I woke up once more, it was back to midnight again. The moonlight shone dimly into the lounge as my hand was on the window latch, about to open the window. [Don't open the window! There's no cat outside! It's a serial killer!]

Darkness fell. And in the center of the darkness, two white eyes opened. The Siphon was here.

He sat in the dark with his phone in his hand and the forty first floor window lit above him and the city doing what it always did around them both. He had been very certain about the sequence. At ten pm the building went dark. Floor by floor. The windows going black until the forty first joined them. The street is unchanged. LA unchanged. The building is suddenly absent from the skyline in a specific way. He looked at his phone. He waited. ⸻ The lights went out at ten pm. One second her screen was open. The next — nothing. Total. The kind of dark that had weight. She did not move.

One week passed. Dawn and Dusk existed peacefully among the pack. Learned more. Grew more. Became more. But the peace did not last. The remaining five Darks arrived together. Not one at a time. Not individually. All five at once. United. Coordinated. Determined to undo what Dawn and Dusk chose. Determined to prove nothing was superior. Determined to erase everything before more Darks were corrupted. They came at dawn. Light meeting darkness. Day facing night. Existence confronting nothing.