Eldergleam Sanctuary の小説・ストーリー

“But I’m more curious. What will the sanctuary be like?” Celeste’s expression softened slightly. “It’s a place of learning and strength. You’ll meet others like you—children with gifts. Together, you’ll grow into something extraordinary.” As they crested a hill, Lily spotted a sprawling estate in the distance. Its towers reached toward the sky, and the surrounding land was lush and vibrant, a stark contrast to the barren landscapes Malcom had described. “That’s the sanctuary,” Celeste said. “Your new home.” Back in the village, Clara’s unease grew. Malcom’s stories lingered in her mind, and strange occurrences began to unfold. Animals behaved erratically, and the night air seemed to hum with

Ancient runes glowed faintly along its surface, casting an ethereal light over the clearing. "This is the Sanctuary of the Elders," Kael said, his voice echoing softly in the still air. "It is a place of great power and knowledge. Here, you will find the answers you seek." Luna and Asher exchanged a glance, their curiosity piqued. They followed Kael inside, the air growing cooler as they descended into the depths of the sanctuary. The walls were lined with more glowing runes, illuminating their path. They reached a large chamber at the heart of the sanctuary. In the center stood a pedestal with an ancient book resting upon it. Kael approached the pedestal, his fingers tracing the runes on th

There were oaths deeper than memory. Vows not written, not spoken, but bled, sealed in the marrow of wolves and the bones of moons. Kael had once believed Elara’s greatest weapon was fire. Now he knew better. It was silence. And it was breaking. The Frostvale Sanctuary lay hidden in the crescent cliffs north of Moonfang, buried beneath a glacier older than the empire itself. Few knew of its existence. Fewer still remembered its purpose. Kael had traveled through the night to reach it, guided by an elder Moonbound who had once served in Elara’s personal guard. His name was Oren, ancient, scarred, and half-mad from years spent in vow-induced silence.