Dreams Of Aether Novels & Stories

POV EMMA BELLE The Vesper groaned as it hovered over the precipice of the Well. Below us, a column of white-violet energy roared upward, a fountain of unrefined Aether that served as the planet's nervous system. Aethelred stood on a platform of translucent glass that floated within the gale of light. His scythe was not made of metal; it was carved from a single shard of Aether-Glass, vibrating with a frequency that threatened to turn our ship into a cloud of atoms.

I asked surprising myself. “What!?” I wanted to press on but I restrained myself, I really needed that name, I don’t know why I needed the name I just know I need to get it. The last time, well the only time a dreamer’s name was discovered it led to the destruction of realities… “Realities?” she asked I sighed “What I’m about to tell you must not leave the walls of this room, I warned, there are different types of plains in the world, this part of it only holds ample to zero amount of power”

When she woke up from her stupor the next morning, the sun was shining brightly outside her window, and she found a bunch of dew-covered lilies on the front of her door. The wind blew gently, carrying away every last bit of her horrible memories. Melanie thought that it was really time for her to start all over again. Farewell, Raymond Johnson.

"There was once in a world long forgotten, the love that spawned the seed for the whole multiverse; the name of that love was Aether, the name given to the romance that arose between eternity and chaos." ⋅• ♱ •⋅

Everything else went black as my eyes shut. Nadia’s POV I was with Sidd in the hospital. Since he was admitted, I haven’t been able to concentrate on anything else, even Zeehan. I kept seeing Sidd in my dreams and woolgather. Tears formed in my eyes as I held his hand, squeezing it softly. He had an oxygen mask on and the heart monitor was streaming at the other side of the hospital bed. I never thought I would feel this way again. When he was around, I didn’t want to see

Her entire existence, her suffering, was a course correction. Then, a new sound cut through the hum. A gentle, hydraulic hiss. They turned in unison. The frost was clearing from the cylindrical pod. The viscous fluid was draining. With a soft, pneumatic sigh, the front of the pod slid open. Cold, conditioned air billowed out. The man inside Aether ,took a deep, shuddering breath. His chest rose. His eyelids fluttered. And opened. His eyes were the most startling shade of violet an unnatural, beautiful color that held the calm depth of the sea and the piercing clarity of amethyst. He looked at the ceiling, then slowly, with a grace that seemed both new and ancient, he turned his head.

Power. Not the cold, silver threads of my Weaver heritage, now severed and silent. Not the warm, borrowed strength of Kaelen’s Alpha might. This was something else. Something foundational. The Aether was the raw stuff of creation, the magma beneath the crust of reality. It did not flow into me; it unmade me and remade me in its passage.

Ephraim sighed sadly, “All of you back to work now!” Everyone scattered like a flock of birds. “Lia, he is like that. Don't mind his grumpy behaviour, he will come around soon.” It was all a lie, Ephraim knew exactly that he was never going to come around. Accalia nodded sadly, everything made her sad. She saw hatred in his amber eyes, he hated her. The man in her dreams hated her, did that mean that it was all a lie? Her dreams felt so real, he really felt his touch every time he came, it was like he was really there with her to take all her pain away.

Her skin soft and warm against his, her breath on his chest, her hair smelled of lavender brushed under his chin. "You don't remember anything?" she couldn't imagine what he must've gone through. He shook his head, "I had a dream about it ... I think it was a glimpse of what I saw in that brief time I woke up in that room ..." he rubbed his face to wipe away the nightmare. "I don't want something like that to happen to you ... we can't risk it, your teacher is right, we have to get out of this contract." Charlie paused for a moment, she too had a confession to make. "About my teacher ..."

I've had time in Center of the barrier to let the impulse of strangers run into void. It felt like my consciousness was fragmented into a thousand pieces. I saw the past in which the consortium undermines the earth, and the future in which we grew under the stars. I felt the pain of the earth that was against the Intruders shattered, and the hope we had in every tree, every grid and every had been connected. “JETZT!” I cried. The sky over Novus Aetheria shined in a dazzling white lightning. The violet cracks in reality closed with a bang that all life in