Fire Emblem: Awakening Art Novels & Stories

I am so excited that I might just start dancing once Guillermo's out of sight! "Remember that you are carrying Howler's- come back here!" I looked guiltily at our Beta's thunderous expression. I may have started turning away while he's talking. "As I was saying," he glared at me, "always carry our pack's name with honor. You will be ushered in once the drawbridge is laid out. And David," Guillermo glared at me again, " watch this thing!" I watched as Guillermo shifted back to his wolf-form and started trotting away. The more amiable Guillever pat my head and grinned at all of us, "Enjoy yourself, cubs!" He winked and shifted as well.

I use my better judgement and hold off until I get to the casino. Forty-five minutes later I’ve checked into my room and am now getting my belongings organized for the night. I don’t plan on leaving the room, so I start the shower and turn on my portable speaker. I sit on the bathroom floor that is now covered in the extra pillows from the bed and let the sound of water and music sooth me. I let my head fall back against the wall and start trying to unravel the emotions that have me on edge. As my emotions rise, I feel my eyes start to blur from the tears that are building up inside of them. I take a deep breath to calm myself and then I open a bottle of Martini-Rossi and light a cigarette.

Ceres (kneeling by the water): "We've come for clarity. Show us what we must see." River: "Then open your eyes... and lose what you think you know." Suddenly, fire lashes upward from the water, forming a misty arch before them. The mist thickens into images. They hold hands instinctively. Vision: The Bone Throne and Red Moon A vision manifests—Arion, seated on a jagged throne carved from black bone and embered stone. His eyes glow with cruel ambition. Around him circle wolves with no scent or breath, animated by some forbidden power. The Flame Crown on his head flickers between gold and black.

The pendant floated above my palm. A pillar of pale blue light shot into the sky. It pierced the clouds. The heavens answered. Far beyond the battlefield, distant mountains began to glow. One after another. Blue pillars erupted across the horizon. North. South. East. West. Seven in total. The earth trembled. The Devourer's smile vanished. For the first time... It looked uncertain. "What have you awakened?" it asked. The Empress stared at the distant lights. Her eyes widened. "No..." "It cannot be."

The Winter Moon Pack undoubtedly had the most impressive we had ever seen. Along the walls, swirled writing could be seen etched into the stone. Yet it wasn’t like an ordinary script. The letters moved of their own accord and shone with a violet light that seemed to pulse with life as it moved along the script. “Have you ever seen wards this prominent before?” Archer’s voice sounded inside Axel’s head. “No, I can’t say I have”, I answer in awe.

The applause and cheers from the audience were like thunder in his ears, both thrilling and bewildering. Then, as the reality of his victory sank in, Bless's face erupted into a radiant, gap-toothed grin that could light up the entire room. His dimples deepened, and his eyes sparkled with pure joy. His body seemed to tremble with excitement, and he couldn't contain his excitement any longer.

Ravenna helped her finish. "We all felt the aura—the raw, dormant energy radiating from the statue, Bianca. It's made of a dark, heavy stone, and it's carved in the shape of a serpent coiling around, with a bird's head. Its eyes are like polished—" She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to recall every detail. Ravenna nodded, adding her own observations. "It felt dormant, yet powerful. Like something big and sleeping, but capable of a chaotic awakening. I've studied countless artifacts, Bianca, but I've never felt magic quite so... raw, yet contained."

I said rolling my eyes, smiling as I moved over to her. She was not so patiently standing there with her arms folded before her excitement kicked back in. "Okay! Here you go Star, here Willow!" she said excitedly holding out the tiny boxes. Willow and I both took the tiny black boxes from her hand and began opening them. It was a tiny silver necklace with a tiny peridot stone on it just like my wolfs eye. It was beautiful, I was going to put it on but Axel reached out his hand to help me.

“When the time comes.” He lifts his hand and presses his fingers against my forehead. Heat floods my skull, but not pain. Memory and magic. Visions crash into me: A wolf wrapped in flame standing at the mouth of a burning forest. A woman with eyes like Zenith’s, cradling a newborn wrapped in silver light. A throne made of obsidian, cracked straight through the middle. A war. A kiss. A howl that splits the sky. And then, his voice, soft again. “Awaken, Crownless One.”

I asked, my voice trembling. I was scared, but I trusted it. Even though it had lied about being Benjamin, it had never harmed me. In fact, it had saved my life multiple times. "Ordinary?" The man on the screen smiled. "You're not ordinary. Otherwise, why would I have chosen you?" "Not ordinary?" I repeated, bewildered. "Exactly. Your emotions are far stronger than a normal person's. Your anger, joy, and sorrow are three times as intense as anyone else's. The same joke will make you laugh three times as hard; the same tragedy will make you grieve three times as deeply."