Dawn Of A New Era Novels & Stories

Then, little by little, a light descends from the vaults, spreads over the stones, over my hands, over my lips. And I hear a voice that is neither mine, nor a man's: — Do not be afraid. What begins tomorrow does not belong to you. It surpasses us, and that is good. I wake with dry tears at the corners of my eyes. Dawn approaches: a lighter grey already outlines the stained glass. --- THE FAITHFUL The whole night held its breath. And when the rooster finally crows, it is not only morning that arrives—it is a new era. The women are already out with jars and baskets. The men hoist the tables, set up the benches, line up the candles.

“Because the new era is going to need all the foundations it can get.” As the briefing concluded, and the group began to disperse to their respective quarters for some much-needed rest, Chester and Kora found themselves back on the balcony where the night had begun. The Townsville sun was fully up now, painting the city in hues of gold and crimson. “It’s a new day, Kora,” Chester said, leaning against the railing. “It is,” Kora agreed, standing beside him. “A day without Peony. A day without the 'Total Harvest.' And a day where the 'Next Gen' finally owns their own story.”

I shake my head again as I go silent. “Thank you. I understand better why Demetri and Xavier have taken steps to make your request to return so seriously so quickly. The current state of the council makes things move at a snail's pace and time is not on your side. You asked about information on operation underground. I believe your now secondary plan for returning to Crimson Dawn is reliant on it.” I nod my head but again stay silent. “As I said, I can’t get into details on how it works as that’s not something anyone knows until they are actively in it but I can give you history on how it got started.”

All of these incidents were pointing in a single direction, that a new dawn was on its way. Dawn, as it technically means, is the hallmark of the beginning of a new day (A new reformation of everything). People try to ignore it, by plunging it onto the back of their minds, trying to forget, yet in the core of their very beings, they know it is true. The balance which was keeping the world at its bay was so fragile that it could break at any point in time. The barriers that kept the forces in the dark at bay would finally see a crack, and the world would be flooded with its own end.

“Always.” He stepped forward, and the world followed suit—mountains stirring awake, rivers returning to their beds, the sky mending itself in ribbons of gold and azure. The age of ruin was over. And from the ashes of gods, a new dawn began. The new dawn broke like a wound learning how to heal.

Everything went back to zero. If humans are able to survive this final wave of survival against death, they will need to start over from the scratch, bearing new hope. Dior wanted to be with those people, along with Farrah and DaeDae, with all of their loved ones. That’s what they have been fighting for, isn’t that right? He missed them so much… Farrah’s smile, DaeDae’s pearly laughter, his father-in-law’s dad jokes, and their friends who were always been there for them since day one. If only they could survive all, have those who died brought back…

"We just started the music. Now, we have to see if the world is ready to dance." The New Year had arrived. The Veil was broken. And the Era of the Awakening had officially begun.

Eris leaned in and lowered her tone. “I need to confide something to you,” she said. “Normally, this is something I’d keep close, and never tell a damned soul. But this is way too important not to. I need you to know that this, in my humblest of opinions, is very likely the start of a new era. “It’s a pathway towards a future where the galaxy will be free of these old shackles. These houses and federations and empires, all clawing at each other…”

“However, don’t grow cocky. You still have a long way to go and will have to keep practicing.” The custodian’s words resounded clearly in Thea’s ears emphasizing the importance of the information. She explained that the dawn of a new era would emerge after the seal opens and the earth’s Empyrean Spiritual Energy is restored. In this era, countless extraordinary people will be born, and strange events will occur.

The New Dawn** As the last echo died, the sky above cleared—clouds drifting to reveal pale sun and bursting comets tracing arcs of silver across blue. Flames of rebellion had cooled into embers of rebuilding. Rebels embraced former prisoners; Sentinel guards clasped hands with hybrid representatives; human citizens shared bread with forsaken kin. Vera and Lucien met at center stage. She placed a hand on his arm. “We have our Accord.” He offered a fierce smile. “And an empire to heal.”