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With careful precision, she shifted her body to try and bridge the gap between the bed and the wheelchair. But gravity was a cruel mistress, and her sense of balance betrayed her. Her hand slipped, and her body began to lurch. A sharp gasp slipped from her lips—a prelude to the inevitable. And then she fell. The sound of her collision with the floor—a harsh, unforgiving thud—shattered the stillness of the night.

I bit my lip and looked for anything to climb on but found nothing. “I hope I won't fall.” I swallowed and tried if the shelves were sturdy enough to support my wait. I carefully climbed and struggled to reach the book that was located on the top shelf. I stretched my fingers and I finally got a hold of it. “Yes!” I grabbed it and I was about to climb down when the shelf shook a little and my eyes widened. “Oh, no, no.” I closed my eyes and waited for the shelf to fall along with me, but it never did. In fact, I think it stopped... moving?

The asphalt lifted up like a black ocean. Julian's body became solid again. He stumbled forward, catching the edge of the desk as the platform beneath them started to tilt. Julian yelled "Elara! The book is closing! The core is dumping everything into the world! We're falling back to the city!" The office chair slipped from under Elara as she slid down the wet desk. The laptop and keyboard slid past her plunging into a vortex of black water that had opened where the highway used to be. Elara did not let go of the journal. She held it to her chest as she fell backward into the dark, freezing void.

​The air in the Brooklyn bookstore was stale, smelling of dust, old paper, and the sharp, ozone tang of a dying server. For the first time in 156 chapters, the gravity didn't feel like a "Simulated Weight"—it felt like a burden. Nora Davis felt the ache in her knees and the raw, stinging cold of the April wind whistling through the door.

"Take my hand—grab my hand—" Her fingers found my wrist. I pulled. The roots shifted. What had been a cradle became a mouth. The interwoven leaves, never meant to bear weight, tore away from the walls of the hollow in a slow, sickening cascade, and I felt the ground beneath me tilt—felt the world tip sideways—and then we were both falling, swallowed by the dark together, the fireflies above us the last thing I saw before the earth closed over our heads.

We begin swaying to the music as we keep glancing at each other. I have found my happiness and piece of mind even after a lot of struggles. Looking into Gabriel's eyes, I just know it that this is just the beginning of something bigger. I am happy to announce that FADED is a paid story on goodnovel with over 3K views. It honestly means a lit to me as a young writer. I urge you to continue supporting me by reading my other works on my profile. I will be dropping the synopsis and cover in some time. There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year.

ranting to myself, I pulled the ladder and placed it in front of the shelves. With books in one hand, I carefully started to climb it but half way ended up twisting my ankle. The books in my hand flew high and my body was pulled down by the gravity. “Ahh!” screaming my lungs out, I shut my eyes tight.

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

My body dropped instantly, just like a kite that had lost its string. The wind screamed in my ears as I fell. Faintly, I could still hear the manic laughter coming from the twelfth floor. The overwhelming weightlessness wiped out every thought in my mind. Then, my body crashed into the ground with a violent impact. It felt like every bone in me shattered at once. Pain shot through me like sharp knives, spreading from my right leg throughout my entire body. I could feel the bone in my right leg break. The agony was so intense that I couldn’t stop myself from groaning. Sweat and tears poured out uncontrollably, soaking my clothes in seconds.

I, on the other hand, would walk toward the light and live life like I wanted. I rolled down the window, and winds came flowing in with the scent of flora. They also took away the last strand of Jackie's stench. That was the best ending ever.