Golden Sunbird Dreamlight Valley Novels & Stories

Lena: “In the dream I was standing on this exact ridge, but the valley was empty—no houses, no roads, just steam and stars. A huge blackbird landed on my shoulder (big as a hawk, eyes like molten gold). It spoke with my mother’s voice, the one who walked on when I was twelve. “She said: ‘Listen close, daughter. One day a girl will come from across the water. She will carry thunder in her footsteps and mercy in her hands. She will wear shoes the color of sunrise and speak storms like lullabies. Her heart will beat forty-seven times for every people who ever bled. When she arrives, the valley will breathe her name. The coyotes will sing a new song. And the blackbird will guide her home.’ “Then

But just as she was about to reach the radiant light, a sudden, brighter light caught the corner of her eye. She gazed towards the blinding light, her eyes struggling to adjust to its intense brilliance. Through squinted eyes, she finally discerned a formidable presence. It was a bird, unlike any she had ever seen before. This majestic creature resembled an eagle in size, adorned with vibrant scarlet and gold plumage that blazed as fiercely as the sun in all its glory. Visenya couldn't resist being drawn towards it, as its warmth enveloped her like a comforting blanket of belonging and hope. The wolf called out to her, urging her not to return and enticing her with the promise of eternal com

Chapter 13 Valeria The memory shatters. I gasp and sit up so fast the world tilts. “Valeria?” Grimm pushes off the tree he was just leaning on, already alert. I don’t get to answer because there, high in the branches above us, is the same white raven from my vision. Its feathers glow like frost in the sunlight, its red eyes locked on me. It tilts its head, studying me, as if it knows exactly what I just saw.

“Well, drooling at delicious snack is a hobby I wouldn't give up for the world” Laughter rippled around their circle. Even Ligon, towering near the smithy, shook his head before disappearing into one of the pack houses for repairs, his stride all business. Moments later, his voice thundered across the courtyard. “We hunt at dusk. Prepare yourselves. No more lounging.” Hunting days were her domain. Valia’s wings, great emerald arches rippled outward, strong enough to break down trees. Each scale shimmered like tempered glass, shifting in color from deep forest green to crimson when the light kissed them. Veins of silver traced through the membranes.

An unholy shriek follows as the lava spews into the sky as the smoke rises. When I smirk, then I see it. I turn to look at Starci and her eyes are wide, like she can’t believe what she is seeing. She blinks rapidly. A shriek grows louder when I turn just in time to see a colossal black phoenix with oranges and reds in the centre of her black tail feathers. As she emerges through the bellowing smoke and ash. The bright orange of her eyes locked on us, the gold of her beak and talons glint in the sunlight. Hovering in the air before she shrieks again, her wings erupting into red and gold flames, she dives towards us.

And with that promise echoing in his heart, he surged forward, his pack close behind, ready to face whatever darkness lay ahead. A few hours later, the first light of dawn crept over Blackthorn, painting the ruined courtyard with muted gold and crimson hues. In that fragile morning glow, Diego stood atop a shattered wall, surveying the aftermath of last night’s battle. Amid the remnants of shattered stone and spilled blood, a familiar sound stirred hope in his weary heart—the steady, resolute voices of his pack.

A hint of excitement crept into his expression as he said, "Let’s go see this gigantic creature." However, his demeanor quickly turned serious. The Violet Rain Bird, sensing this, gave a warning. "Master, be careful. This one is cunning and treacherous, with many tricks. The Cyan Light Bird’s strength is no small matter, and the green light that they give off can kill a person’s soul. One wrong move, and you could die. Stay back. I’ll engage them and fight until we’re both severely wounded. That’s when you strike and finish them off."

She was glowing red as if she was still alive and Melanie didn't know when she shouted in glee. "you came back to me! You didn't leave me baby...." She cooed and picked the bird up, giving it a warm hug. Although the bird didn't wake up it gave her a new ray of hope, it may be dead but it's souls and mind is still with her and refuses to leave her. The bird was glowing bright with red sunset hue. She was glad thater firebird didn't want to loose her either.

"Did you know that the Navajo Indians believed there to be four lights? One was a white light, which gave light and healed. One was a blue like that gave protection. One was a yellow light that defended. The last one was darkness, but through that darkness shone an orange light. That light was one that could corrupt if ever possessed by the wrong person. Do you know what all of these lights had in common?" I shook my head. "No." "They were all lights of the sun." "I didn't know that." She smiled. "You learn something new every day." "Tell me about it." I breathed under my breath. The scenery soon changed from light to dark as I looked around me. We were still in the pavilion, but I could now

He asked, staring at them, he let out a huge sigh, though it didn't seem right he needed to let them be, he walked out of the light room shutting the door, they needed privacy and if any pack member stumbled upon them they wouldn't be pleased so he had to restrict the areas. "Attention everyone, Alpha Damien restricts all movement in the light room as there have been some issues, so keep off" he announces in the pack mind Link. ____ Sunrise came as a golden tunnel to a world of forever-light, that iris of fire so pretty in its mascara of pure light. How the greens and blues were risen into a new and vibrant glow by the sunrise, It called to the soul of the land as a mother to her child. The