Falling In Darkness Novels & Stories

"Do you know what I was thinking when I made the plan? I thought I could kill them, but... I also thought it was too easy; I want to make it harder for them little by little until they can't get up again; I want to see how they suffer, how they live in hell, and how they can live in darkness." Sheena chuckled and shook her head. "I've spent my entire life living in darkness; there's no light, and no one can help, so I promised myself that one day I'd come out of the darkness, and my wish has come true." Sheena sipped her drink and smiled. "In her last letter, Mother Esme told me to seek the light of hope, and that's you." She looked at Gaze, who was just listening to her. "You are my light,

The elf always seemed behind Troy when it came to spell usages and formulas so he is brushing up on his skills. Troy finds himself on the ridge of the barracks. He comes to a spot that he has known about for some time not. Both of his hands grip at the railing while his scarlet hues leer upon the view he has. With the open air, he had a view of the coming darkness among the skyline. The perception of such is not a big deal to anyone but to see light become darkness is a big deal to someone who only lived within Ny’Thal, the country of darkness. Everynight once in the day he would always find himself here to watch the shifting skies to shift from the depths of the light in the void of darknes

Chapter 1: Dysfunctional family. The darkness is nothing more than a test that God gives us, many times to overcome things and learn from it, but in the end we all carry that darkness in our hearts, we just have to decide whether to expel it or let it dwell within you. Charlotte is a girl who has been in the dark since she was born, her parents were shitty to her, she was beaten and mistreated unjustifiably simply because her parents wanted it that way, but to understand a little of this story we must return to the past.

The warmth of his hand is ripped away. “She’s slipping back under,” the doctor sighs. The growl in the pit returns, louder than before. It is triumphant. It knows it has won this round. I am falling again, tumbling into a void where the only sound is the echo of my own heartbeat, and the only light is the memory of a name I am starting to forget. I try to fight. I try to climb. But the darkness is a sea, and I am a stone. I hit the bottom of the pit again, and the silence is absolute.

The fear won’t let go. Then…Darkness. My eyes snap open for a second. And I fall.

Plunging us into total darkness. ******************************************

And then, in just a snap, everything went black. The darkness swallowed me whole, like falling into an endless abyss. I could hear Vladimyr’s and Sebastian’s furious roars echoing in the distance, their rage shaking the very ground beneath me. The walls.. wait or was it trees? Where are we again? The whole surroundings… seemed to tremble, as if the entire world was reacting to their wrath. But I was falling further and further into the void. The weight of exhaustion settled over me, pulling me under as I drifted to sleep. —----

Everything went dark. ******

**In the Depths of Darkness** Esteria's consciousness drifted in a world of cold shadows, the icy tendrils of darkness tightening their grip around her soul. She could feel it, the malevolent force trying to consume her entirely, to drag her into an abyss from which there would be no return. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her strength ebbing away with each passing moment as the darkness clawed at her, relentless in its pursuit of her very essence. The void around her seemed alive, writhing with sinister intent. It whispered to her, voices that were neither human nor demon, echoing her deepest fears and regrets. *You are nothing...* they hissed. *You are weak... You will fail...*

" I said nothing. Because, in all honesty, I had no response. Thomas laughed. "You're not prepared." The darkness swept. Then the world fell apart. The ground disappeared beneath my feet as I fell. I was engulfed by darkness that stretched, twisted, and never ended. I was having trouble breathing. I was immobile. I was drawn forward into the emptiness by the dense air that pressed on my skin. Then— Hurt. Sharp. Burning. Actual. I slammed my knees into cold stone and gasped as I struck the ground hard. My hands brushed the uneven surface. I was breathing sharply and quickly, but I was still alive.