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"Please, I want the book. One day I will understand." Brandt smiled and replied with humor, "If you ever make sense of it, let me know. You can then argue with my father on the merits of Christianity. He believes in the Goddess and loves nothing better than a good philosophical debate." He turned and picked up another book. It had a picture of a wolf with a snowy mountain background. "This is Jack London's Call of the Wild and it's the one we'll read first. Let's finish the cake and then get ready for our evening company."

Their bodies trembled with the aftershocks of mourning, but slowly, slowly the sobs dulled into silence. The sun dipped. The sky blushed, then dimmed, then deepened into velvet black. They didn’t notice. They couldn’t feel time. Until the first glow sparked. And then another. And another. Fireflies. Dozens, then hundreds, rising out of the grass and hovering in a shifting veil of golden-green light over the mound where their son lay. The blossoms shimmered under their glow, the tiny lights flickering as if answering some unseen call. Alaric’s throat burned as he leaned closer to Kael’s ear, whispering softly, “Look. He’s made friends already.”

Her mother’s spark pulsed, its voice a vow: “You are the nexus’s dawn.” Jessica stepped through the portal, Kade at her side, his love her strength. Selene’s glow lit the path, her wisdom their guide. Lucas’s fists were ready, his trust their anchor. Bryan’s hope pulsed, their spark. The starfield faded, the planet’s silver seas rising before them, its cracked sky pulsing with the fracture’s shadow. The people’s cries echoed, their love fraying, the shadow’s whispers growing louder.

~Aeron The dream realm burned. Silver fire tore across the sky like comets on a warpath, and the ground split in jagged, glowing veins behind us. We ran, the five of us, shadows cast in moonlight that pulsed from a goddess gone mad. Lira. No longer distant or veiled behind memory—she was real now. Material. And angry.

She stated before correcting her statement, "Oops! Sorry. I forgot that basically, all of you lot died in the front yard." "Well, of course. Did you really think those traitors and murderers would've given you a book that praised the Flames in such way? They don't want you here or alive at that matter. I, on the other hand, want nothing more than to help you, but I can't." The lady sounded distraught, almost embarrassed that she couldn't do more. "Why?" Ruby questioned, knitting her eyebrows in confusion. She was thicker that usually as she answered the Hart girl, "Because that's your mission. Only your ignis can help you."

Neil, the cat, and the thousand men Anna gave to him landed on a solitary island called Red Hill. This is where the Steele sisters lived, and it was here Neil had come so he could associate himself with Rose, and know her weakness. The silence first greeted them, then they noticed how tidy the place was. The grasses were trimmed, no falling dead leaves reached the ground for they turned to ashes as they glided down, making their descent. The next thing that greeted the men was fire. Their ships exploded, and fire licked through the metals like wood. The roar of the flames drowned out the silence, but soon, they watched the sea accept what was left of the ship like an offering, and the silenc

She had her fun, now her son wants to live his life. Jasmine is still quiet on the other line; her heavy breathing is the only sound that Gold can hear. Seconds later, the line ended. Gold perceives it as acceptance to what he wishes, that after all these years, his mother is finally setting him free.

Liam steadied her as she stepped aboard, then started the motor with a gentle pull. Drawn by an instinct she couldn't name, Chloe trailed her fingers through the water. The river responded, illuminating with an otherworldly blue glow that spread outward from her touch. She moved to the bow, dipping her other hand in, and watched as luminous spirits rose from the depths. She lowered her head in reverence while onlookers fell silent along the shore. Fireflies emerged from the darkness, swirling around the boat like living stars. A collective gasp rippled through the crowd. Chloe lifted her gaze to the ancient cypress trees, their moss-draped branches forming a cathedral above. "This is the hap

Gary was perfect as he was. He falls asleep and dreams of his fireheart. He dreams that he flies in the sky with him riding Zog and that they laugh happily, but the dream takes a strange turn when their children appear. Small wolves with wings that breathe fire from their mouths. In the morning when he woke up, he was tired. Restless sleep didn't give him the rest he wanted, and in the early hours of training, he couldn't reach his potential. In the afternoon, he joined his friends. They all go to drink and eat, and Lucifron tells them the dream, making them laugh.

"It's a good thing Jacob is gullible. He believed you were in Manhattan even though you didn't return to your aunt's house. But did you shut up the Langham family's driver? Don't let them get a chance to attack you." "Take it easy, I always know what to do before moving forward." At the other end, Ursula let out a long sigh. "You're always playing with fire, Celine. Aren't you ever afraid of getting burned?" "I was already burnt before I even started this, Sula." Celine leaned back comfortably on the chair she was sitting on. Her eyes gazed at the road that seemed to be deserted. The driver who drove her chose to enter the freeway in order to quickly arrive at the place Celine wanted to go.