Grand Journey Novels & Stories

JOURNEY TO JINGLE LAND The next day Robert Mallow woke up early and went to the castle to worship the Gods of Bingle. He prayed for strength for his journey to Jingle. After his prayer, he went out of the castle and was shocked to see his monkey and parrot waiting for him. He rushed to the secret room where weapons, maps, and secret documents were hidden. He took some weapons and put them on his horses and donkey and he began his journey.

The road to the military outpost was difficult. The soldiers and their captive kept running into sheer walls of rock or canyons that were not marked on their maps. What should have been a day or two of travel stretched into a week. Gandr was completely unhelpful. He alternated between a vicious grin and groaning in pain from headaches as he felt Junayd's emotions. Every time Gandr stopped, Nurlan threatened to pick him up and carry him. It was enough to force the little gnome onward.

Mukura holds the granny’s hands, “Everything will be alright, I promise, I will not let anything happen to this world, I will save it!” The granny in her mind sees a flash back of Genteel assuring her that everything will be alright and she smiles with tears flowing down her cheeks, “Are you sure, you are not her or her child? Because you are truly doing a bad job proving otherwise!” “I am sure granny!” she replies assuring her. Granny starts walking, “If you say so! Follow me then!” “And where are we going now?” she asks following behind. “We are headed for the Cave of Mystery or the Mysterious Cave whatever you want to call it!”

Maybe I haven’t gotten the hang of this whole mind-link thing yet… I’m about to start worrying that he was leading me somewhere where Goldilocks went missing when suddenly, I was awestruck. The forest suddenly opened up, an open space beckoning in front of me. It was mesmerizing. The grass was as green as the Irish and there was no obstructions in the area. It was… it was perfect. The forest was cut off by large rocks surrounding the space, the only opening where we stood. Chase turned his head towards me, a twinkle in his eyes

Murphy still seemed to be under the shock of the bombshells, she wasn’t saying anything, she was just trying to feel the gravity of the earth pulling them, it was the sudden actions of disbelief that kept her in incredulity. The sand storm had again been formed by the monstrous engines running through the heart of the golden sandy land, they couldn’t appreciate the destination they were traveling to, everything was covered with the sand flying around them like a dust devil. It was when they had traveled a few km on the ride that the destination was due. The engine slowed down a bit, and the sand land was over, they were entering into a huge stony built area. They couldn’t see clearly from th

As his gaze drifted out the car window. Before he knew it the had entered a large estate. That was halfway up the Mountain. It overlooked the entire city. The house (if you could even called it that) was huge. That was the only way to discribe it. It was a Mansion with 4 pillars at the front. There was already a car parked at the entrance of the Mansion. A woman was leaning against the front as if she was waiting for someone.

"It's just a story." That type of statement would have troubled and accompanied the child's soul for a long time, starting from that moment. A simple sentence was enough to set in motion a change, within his heart; a small, imperceptible, but existing and pulsating change. It took years before he became aware of it, but that was certainly the beginning of his growth, the birth of a flame, of a light. Of a hope. "It's just a story." insisted the man, which Ystal could no longer trust completely now. Despite this, something in him drew him, as a predator can do with its prey, slowly.

The large bus continued moving toward Goddess Mountain, and the atmosphere in the vehicle was harmonious. Tyr Summers and his group were joining a tour group by the company, Grassy Travels. Their tour guide was a seemingly dynamic and ardent young man named Levi. Levi had long familiarized himself with the path to their destination. He introduced many myths and legends about Goddess Mountain during the journey, describing them so vividly that his stories entranced Blair Zea. “This Grassy Travels seems like a nice company. Aren’t they one of Mr. Tucker’s businesses?” Winifred Zea asked.

“Together.” A lump formed in my throat. For one, he could make it feel so easy. Like it wasn’t terrifying. As if I wasn’t losing myself already. I nodded once. Because I couldn’t trust myself to speak. Ethan locked his eyes on me for a beat. And then, at last, he stepped away. “Let’s go.” The Journey Begins We departed the fortress shortly after sunrise. The journey was arduous, weaving through thick forests and rocky landscapes. The air became colder the farther we drove, the heaviness of our plume settling in on all of us.

The silence of the high mountain passes was a different creature from the hushed peace of the Vaelen cavern. This was a cold, thin-aired silence, broken only by the moan of the wind through jagged granite teeth and the crunch of our boots on scree. We had been climbing for days, a small, weary caravan: Kairi, myself, Elisse, Kelra, and the two remaining loyalists, Jax and Cora. The lush, threatening forests of Gideon’s domain were far below us now, replaced by a stark, breathtaking landscape of grey rock and endless sky. The Ironpeak Citadel was our beacon, its distant peaks gleaming like knives under the relentless sun, but each step toward it felt like a mile.