Endless Path Infinite Cosmos Novels & Stories

I led him to an old house and projected a grainy surveillance recording onto the blank wall. The footage played clearly on the wall. At the exact moment I turned my head, Grandma Eve released her grip on the wheelchair handles and hurled herself down the slope. My voice trembled as I finally unleashed years of pent-up frustration and injustice. "Open your eyes and watch closely! I didn't kill her! It wasn’t me!" Grandma had already decided to end her life long before that day. She no longer wanted to keep living, longing instead for a swift release. That afternoon, when we went out for a walk, she insisted on taking that exact route. It was a park she knew well, and every path and turn was f

“It’s… everything. Every possibility, every choice, every moment that has ever existed or could exist.” Elyra tightened her grip on her shadow blade, her scars burning brightly as she scanned their surroundings. “Great. So we’re standing in the middle of infinity. Any idea how we’re supposed to ‘shape’ any of this?” Before anyone could respond, the silver thread pulsed violently, splitting into countless strands that shot outward in every direction. Each strand connected to a different fragment of reality, weaving through stars, cities, forests, oceans binding them together in an intricate web of existence.

Their silver-blue ember glowed in the central brazier, a promise that truth and love endure beyond every trial. Author’s Note Eternal Embers was inspired by my fascination with hidden societies, the power of choice, and the alchemy of art. I hope Isabelle’s sketches and Alexander’s courage encourage you to discover then rekindle the embers within your own story. .

How I struggled to climb the ladder to where I was. I started my car and began driving. I don’t stop for anything or let my mind wander to any other place. I just drove straight to the stars. The heads side of the coin stared back at me from the dashboard. I’m reaching for the stars again. And this time I’m not looking back. ———— Every few miles my phone buzzed on the cup holder, Sam’s names flashed again and again. I flipped it face-down without slowing down. My heartbeat sped up the closer I got to Huston.

Silence. Emma felt it clearly now. The system was not evolving past endings. It was losing the concept of ending entirely. Ethan spoke quietly. “…Emma, what happens to something that can’t end anything?” Emma answered softly. “It continues.” Silence. The Observer reacted. “Continuity persists without termination framework.” The Interferer followed. “Non-ending state confirmed across system architecture.” Silence. Emma felt it deeply. Continuity had always been paired with the possibility of conclusion. Now that conclusion was gone, continuity had become infinite without structure.

Too many responsibilities. Tea looked up at the scorching sun, squinting to look at the clouds. She listened to the birdsong that charmingly danced against her eardrums. She wiped the sweat off her perspiring forehead then rubbed it on her dirty, muddy vest which covered only her chest. She walked towards the corner of the still dirty floor and left the broom there, already weary from her hard work. The half-finished roof sheltered her from the heat and brought with it a refreshing coolness that satiated her body’s rising temperature. Her bright green eyes fluttered before coming to a stop at the curve of her cheek. And sleep came like a hunter closing on its prey. She dreamed. And when her

Stephan stopped his conversation afraid of opening up Cally's old wounds again. "Ender wiggin!" Cally exclaimed, Stephan nodded, yes he did. Calvin's eyes and eye color are the same as Ender, a young man from Cally's past and will probably only be a thing of the past for him. "But, it seems that it's just our illusion because we miss him too much. During the bomb incident yesterday, many clearly saw that Ender was thrown and his body was also buried at that time!" cried Stephan. While Cally was still silent, remembering Ender, Cally would be a weak woman, she couldn't really let go of the man she loved so much.

I used my air magic, so I lift the ash's off the ground and then I used earth to make a whole in the ground and place the ash's in the hole and cover it back up. Then we all go for some rest. In the morning the rain is coming down, so fast that you can hardly see through it. I look at Arizer and he is carving something and when I have a look I am gobsmacked. It is the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. It was a mixture of symbols for witches, wolves, elves and vampires all blended with swirls and flowers. It says in the middle "Here lies the bravest men and women I will ever meet. They deserve to rest in peace. Asher Evans, sacrificed himself for the good of the world."

Hindi ito basta bastang phonecase dahil may mga nakakurba na letra sa likod nito. 'Be who you are not who the world wants you to be.' And that hit me.