Dead Stars Poem Novels & Stories

My hands started strumming whatever melody he wanted me to play before the lyrics started spilling from my mouth. I'm sorry to say, but today is your death day The air is thick with rot and decay Your blood will paint the cold, cracked floor Dripping like echoes from the hands before Whispers crawl from the cracks in the wall Laughter distorts a sickening call The lights flicker, the shadows Bend This isn't a dream; this is the end Run, run, but your feet won't move The darkness wraps its chains around you A sick grin forms in the blackest shade Time runs out and so will your veins

“While millions of stars dance above my head, And war cries echo deep in my chest, If you became a single tear on my cheek, I’d turn into a shooting star, Silencing guns and bringing hope to tomorrow. ‘Don’t go,’ pleads the soldier in my wounded heart. Stay with me this time. Don’t let me die, beautiful one— Come to my heart at dawn…” As I whispered my poem, stroking Amber’s hair, I prayed she’d understand just how lost I’d be without her. That she’d feel it in her bones. “The sparks in my chest are turning to wildfire. Before I burn to ash and vanish into nothing, take my hand and put out the flames, my love. Don’t go. Please don’t leave me. If you walk away now, it’ll destroy me.”

I would let the darkness take me and be the nothing that I was. I made it across the parking lot to the street corner. Another look around showed the streets empty of cars, of people, of all life. How could it be this empty? It was only midnight. Didn't anyone go out at night at all? Why was our store open so late if no one came out this way anyway?

The bathroom stall door behind me creaked open in the reflection—but in the real room, it stayed shut. The King of Sorrows stepped out of the mirror’s shadows, its presence making the temperature in the small room drop until I could see my own breath. "New world, same debt," the entity hissed, its voice vibrating inside my skull, bypassing my ears entirely. "You thought a well of souls could save you? You brought me to a world of eight billion souls, Elowen. Think of the feast I will have now. Think of how many lives I can extinguish through his hands."

“Only when people think they have to hurt alone.” Daddy’s expression changed slightly. Like the words mattered. Adults do that a lot too. I pointed upward toward the Quiet Stars. “They aren’t sad because they died.” Daddy looked toward the lantern horizon quietly. “Then why are they sad?” I rested my head against his chest again. “Because they thought nobody remembered them.” Silence. Deep silence. The kind that feels important instead of empty. Daddy hugged me a little closer. Not tight. Never tight. Just safe.

The curse is breaking, and no punishment is good enough to make me throw away the idea of freedom now that it's closer to me than ever before. So, I'll sing for now, and simply cherish this moment of peace before its gone. "Listen to my voice, feel me in your arms, wrap me up in the colours of your love, and kiss me with the lies that you love. I don't need you like you need me. I'm a moon child. One that speaks to the moon. And I'll sing with the stars, And dance in the light of your dreams. And just cause you're not here, doesn't mean I'm lonely."

--- Darkness swallowed me. Not like falling down— But falling inward. Beneath my skin. Beneath my soul. Every breath unravelled into smoke. Every thought shattered like stars turning cold. No sky. No ground. Only silence. Then—shatter. Visions tore through me like flame through glass: A silver temple in ruin. Its towers split. Its altar is nothing but ash. Inside, wolves burned. Not in agony— In ecstasy. Their howls were hymns, as if they’d waited centuries to be devoured by flame.

The fracture’s shadow, a faint echo of every weaver’s wrath, pulsed in the distance, but the star’s overwhelming light drowned it, hinting at stakes beyond the nexus, beyond reality itself, where a single misstep could erase not just their world but all existence. Kade’s amber eyes glowed with fierce devotion, his claws extended, his voice raw with love and dread, trembling with the weight of their journey. “This star’s not just watching us, Jess it’s devouring us. It’s like we’re walking into the heart of everything, and it’s ready to spit us out.”

His face turned serious, almost sad, and then in a soft voice, more like a whisper to the night, he spoke: Sovar ethil ma'ren tay, Dorin vel'kha naru vai. Ashal voen til’sarai, Ven’kai…ven’kai. Thalen dosh kar’vin tra, Silor men’kai valin sha. Drah ven’sai maru len, Thar’kai…Thar’kai. TRANSLATION: Ashes fall where stars once burned, Peace is a ghost that never returns.

She could not move from my place for a long time. And no matter what, the night will pass You will die at night There will be more poison in life at night Now, if it stays, the night will pass in the veins and veins It is too late for sunshine to come from the horizon The night will shatter like a broken mirror The night will shatter like a broken mirror How long have we been wandering in darkness? If you stay, the night will pass in an instant The end of the night is also known to me The magic that has crossed its limits will go away at night