Grettir's Pool Novels & Stories

Gretchen sent us a smile as she said, "I've chosen to be magnanimous, and I'm going to S'then River. You can doubt that it's the hardest to get into—you both would have it easy." "It just looks hard because convincing the Gerins who live there to let you swim in is close to impossible, and if you force your way in, they won't let you out. But on the other hand, if you prepare a gift—let's say like an Obsidian Pearl, which you so conveniently brought along—it's easier, isn't it?" I couldn't believe Gretchen had already prepared this far, and how the hell did she know about this? Did she have info on the other challenges too?

The boundaries between our respective worlds seemed to dissolve, and the Nexus embraced the diversity of supernatural existence, weaving it into a tapestry of shared experiences. In one corner of the Nexus, we came across a mystical pool that mirrored the Pool of Convergence in the enchanted forest. The crystalline waters shimmered with the same ethereal luminescence, inviting us to immerse ourselves once more. Faelan spoke, "The Nexus offers a connection to the essence of the Heartwood. By embracing the waters, you may further attune yourselves to the magical currents that flow through this realm." Davien and I shared a knowing glance and stepped into the pool. The sensation was familiar ye

The Fae of the North will then request another treaty and under it, they will renounce all claims of sovereignty. Cheena and Prestiney decided to stay with their remaining warriors while Miah, Catherine, and Sean have the plan to travel to the Dark Forest to save Nathan from the Golden Pool. The Golden pool was discovered in the middle of Dark Forest, The Pool seemed to be glowing with crystal golden colors, and curls of steam were increasing from the water luminously and appears to be as bright as the sun, the tale says that only a fae with dark magic can seize someone into the deepest part of the pool and be cursed for internity.

The water mirrored the starry night sky, and in its center floated a single, radiant silver lily. We approached the pool with reverence. The atmosphere was thick with ancient magic, the very essence of the Veiled Haven. Alec knelt beside the pool, his reflection merging with the constellations shimmering below. "The legends said that the Grove holds the power to amplify one's intentions, to bridge the bond between souls." Reaching out, I let my fingertips graze the water's surface. Ripples spread out, distorting the mirrored sky, and an ethereal voice, soft and melodious, spoke from the depths.

A circular pool of water sat at the center, its surface unnaturally still. “This is the Pool of Echoes,” Idris explained. “It reflects not the past or the present, but what lies dormant within.” Lena stepped closer, staring into the water. Her own reflection stared back—her dark hair, the sharp angles of her face, the storm of uncertainty in her eyes. And then— The reflection changed. Her eyes darkened to an inky black, her veins glowing silver beneath her skin. Power crackled around her mirrored form, distorting the air itself.

But haunted. Darius: silent thunder wrapped in stone. Ava turned slowly, her gaze passing over each man’s face. They didn’t speak. They didn’t beg. But their eyes… they burned. In the silence, her lips parted. “Rowan.” A breath left his chest. The others looked away—some in pain, some in fury. But Rowan stepped forward, and held out his hand. 2. The Bonding Pool The Trial Masters led them to the Tethering Pool, a shallow basin carved from lunar stone, filled with moonwater and laced with rune-dust that shimmered like liquid stars.

Morrigan continued to walk farther from the edge of the pool and when she noticed it she was already beside Fiachra’s statue. “Do you remember the first time we met?” Morrigan asked him, walking around the pool not minding if she is now getting on the deeper end of the pool, across the marker. “Yes, I do, my queen,” Colfre replied. Morrigan looked around the room with a memory in mind. The bathhouse has its fair share of angel statues that holds a jar of water that is made of ceramics. But it was evidently designed with the emblem of Hymir, with crows embossed in gold at its wall. “I see, if the same thing happened today will you do the same?” Morrigan asked. Colfre scrunched his eyebrows wi

he inquires, his tone firm yet tinged with a hint of reverence for the mystical surroundings. Luna's gaze drifts to the pool of darkness at the center of the clearing, its surface rippling with mysterious energy. “The Moonlit Pool is a gateway to realms beyond mortal ken, a place where the veils between worlds are thinnest,” Luna explains, her voice carrying the weight of ages. “I have brought you here to impart a warning, for the threads of fate have woven a treacherous path ahead of you.” She gestures towards the pool, where images begin to shimmer and coalesce upon its inky surface. Scenes unfold before us like fragments of a forgotten tapestry, showing Alena at the mercy of dark forces t

I looked at my other hand and found a similar design of concentric circles, lighter than the one on my right. Poe knelt and motioned towards the pool. "Let's try something." I hesitated, especially after what Poe had said about the waters being from the Realm of the Dead. Like I really wanted to complicate my life further? But Poe took my hand again, pulling gently until my body complied. I knelt next to him and he dipped my hand in the water of the pool.

You know the answer, Liera, I could imagine him saying. “We’ll go to Arden Retis,” I decided. “They will support us.” Ashara re-entered the tent, holding the flap open, and two men entered lugging a large cauldron between them. They poured the water into the bath. It did not steam. Cold water, I realised, because Aurien could, of course, heat it himself. It was what he did with the pool in his cave, after all. I did not know whether to be surprised and upset that Ashara knew that about my dragon, or not.