Novel & Cerita Fragment Of Seren

I replied. A faint smile touched her lips. “Of course you did. You’re the loud one.” My pulse quickened. “And you’re?” She bowed her head slightly. Not submissive. Formal. “Seren of the Eastern Line.” The name rippled through the courtyard. Even Lyra stiffened. “That line dissolved generations ago,” Lyra said. Seren’s eyes flicked to her briefly. “We went quiet. Not extinct.” Kael’s hand brushed my wrist again. Steady.

SERENA ‘What do you want little girl?’ ‘I want you. I want you, Hayden.’ ‘You can’t have me. You’ll be safe if I’m out of your life.’ ‘Don’t say that. I want you.” “I’m sorry.’ ‘Hayden! Hayden…'

Serene stepped onto the bridge tentatively, testing each plank before putting her full weight on it. Moments after, she followed on the tracks the same way as I did, whimpering softly as a flaming beam crashed into the pit below, sending showers of sparks flying. "Shit. It's okay, Serene. Hurry, but do not tarry," she said, as if chanting the words in her head like a mantra, as if they could calm her frayed nerves. Her voice wavered as she spoke, filled with uncertainty and fear. Each word came out soft and shaky, barely above a whisper.

Serene felt trapped between two boulders about to clash on each other. “Mr. Rain,” Serene finally found her voice. “Mr. Cooper and I knew each other from when I was in college. We have not seen each other for quite some time. Let me assure you that there is nothing going on between the two of us,” she explained in a single breath.

Ember The moonlight filtered through the cracked glass ceiling of the Velvet Coil’s upper tower, silvering everything it touched. Dust shimmered like falling stars. We were gathered around a broken stone table, its surface scarred with runes and time. Seren stood at the far end, bathed in the soft glow, her hair unbound and wild like drifting spider silk, catching the light in iridescent strands. She moved like a dream barely remembered, slow, fluid, her fingers trailing across the air as if reading invisible currents. Her dress looked grown rather than sewn, vines and velvet woven together like the forest kissed her skin and decided to stay.

“Tell me what Seren really is.” Her head tilted. “You already know.” “Please,” I begged. “Say it. I need to hear it.” She sighed, a soft, heavy sound that rippled across the light. “When you purified the curse,” she said, “you changed fate itself. Light restored. Shadow displaced. Two threads born from one destiny.” I swallowed hard. “Seren is Lyra’s shadow?” “She is more,” the Goddess murmured. “She is Lyra’s other half. The unclaimed spirit. The fragment that could not bind to flesh.”

"And Seren's missing." The world narrowed to Julian’s voice. Coma. Injured. Missing. Seren’s name detonated inside my chest, something feral clawing its way to the surface. The roar that tore free wasn’t entirely human—it was grief and fury and terror braided together, echoing off stone meant to withstand sieges. "What do you mean, she's missing? What the hell happened?"

“Tell me what you remember. Anything you can recall, even if it seems insignificant. It could help us understand what happened to you.” Serena took a deep breath, letting her gaze drift into the distance as she tried to piece together the scattered images. “I remember running. Someone—or something—was chasing me. There were shadows, voices… and then they captured me.” Her fists clenched involuntarily, her voice laced with frustration. “I was taken by a group, I think… but they weren’t Thornhearts. Their scent was different.”

Noong bata ako ay nakita ako sa dalampasigan. May kwintas na nakasuot saakin at may pendant na singsing kung saan may nakauikit na pangalang Serene. Pero hindi ko iyon sinuot. How come my biological parents gave me a necklace and not a letter? Nakakatawa diba? But I really wished that it was a letter. A letter full of explanations why they left me. I don't want to grow full of questions but here I am compiling questions that I can't even ask.

Everything froze for a heartbeat, including the wind, the snow, and the breath. Then Seren spoke in a chilly, firm voice. "Do you desire the Thread? You will then need to cut it yourself." She raised the fragment. Silver seeped into her veins as the light from it poured through her hand. She continued even though I could see her body trembling and her face showing signs of pain. The chains of the Chainbearer swung in her direction. I flung myself in between them, and the force of the blow took my breath away. “Stop, Seren !” I yelled.