Halcyon Bird Myth Novels & Stories

The stronghold was about to fall. Later they heard cries of birds, these birds were sent by the Oracle in Ohuhu land to cry because whenever these birds cry, it’s a sign of the dawn though it didn’t dawn yet, the birds came to deceive the Lycans to believe it was dawn so that they could retreat from attacking the stronghold of the warriors. The Oracle in Ohuhu has been watching all the events from his mystical mirror and thought of sending those birds to force the Lycans to retreat after he has observed how tired the warriors were and how weak the stronghold has become within hours of the repeated attacks from the Lycans.

He had once heard about many past happenings when he had been learning about medicine from the Divine Farmer, and one of them was about Emperor Houyi shooting down the suns. Darryl remembered clearly that the Divine Farmer had especially mentioned the magical birds that guarded the suns. This was because they had three legs and a coat of shiny golden feathers, hence earning them their name. It was just that ever since Emperor Houyi had shot the suns down, the nine golden birds that he had been supposed to face up against after that were nowhere to be found. Darryl had merely laughed at the story when he had first heard it. After all, this had all happened a long, long time ago— it had been t

They were black and white, black as ink and white as congealed fat, and they appeared edible. “Cupid’s Arrow,” the Auction Master called them. “They were refined from ancient birds. This kind of bird mates for life, and if its partner dies, it never remarried. If one bird is caught, the other will follow it. They would rather die than live on their own. Crystal had never seen anything like it. She turned to Nathan and asked, “Would this save Noah?” Nathan frowned. “Why are you always thinking about other men?” “Isn’t this medicine?” Crystal began to cry. “If it isn’t medicine, then what is it?”

Having become saturated with moisture, the wings became too heavy to lift, and she had to ask Kyrian for help, and then dry the feathers on the balcony until midnight. Ilyana did not stop looking for a way out of the situation. A short explanation from the Oracle on the origin of wings helped to understand at least a little what was happening. The girl had encountered references to seraphim before, but treated it more as a figure of speech. Now she needs to find answers, the only way she can defeat her enemies... or at least escape...

I turned to look again, and there was nothing. "Wait!" I said with a frown, my eyes and head moving from side to side. "Let me guess, do you don't see it again?" Michael said and I turned to look at him. "How do you know?" I asked. "The phoenix is a mythical bird known for its cyclical rebirth, rising from the ashes of a previous life. This symbolizes renewal, immortality, and the triumph of life over death," Michael said. "We are werewolf, the home of a Phoenix, would look like a mountain to us, whether or not, a Phoenix bird lives there. But it looked like a ruining castle and sometimes vanishes, in the eyes of humans, when a phoenix is still using the cave as it's home. You will have seen

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

Soon, he had a rough understanding of the Halcyon Road. The Halcyon Road was the deepest passage in the Dark World. There was a legend spread amongst the various races of Anceralos. According to the myth, the Dark World was boundless. No living being, regardless of strength, could leave the Dark World. However, the Halcyon Road led outside of the Dark World. The Halcyon Road was said to be incredibly perilous, and even top powerhouses would think twice about venturing there. Puzzled, James frowned and murmured, “It’s the only way out of the Dark World? There’s a different space outside of the Dark World?”

I don't care if they talk until we finish eating because the important thing is that I'm full. "I heard that you were having a hard time finding the globe. There might be a possibility that it's already destroyed. After all, globes are fragile and easy to break." Natalia's rant has a point. That's what I'm thinking because of the length of time, a lot can happen. "Do you know anything about Charybdis?" Elijah asked Natalia. I almost looked up because that was a word I didn't understand. "Never heard of it. All I know is Scylla which is the titan here in Mythion." Natalia answered in surprise.

My head was getting faint, holding on tighter with my eyes heavy. The waves pushed harder from him and then the wings just peeled open, so much air sent over. I gasped, my world spinning all around. I felt as if I was in a dream, felt as if it was not real. His wings were so large and magnificent, having taken the color of his father, tainted by darkness. His halo flew above his head, taken from his mother, the one and only fallen goddess— The Goddess of light. So many times I had heard this story but it was too much to watch everything unfold, it not feeling real.

It nested in a golden apple tree, preening its brilliant fiery peacock wings. “Yes, my love. It is zhar ptica, the firebird. She brings good fortune to all who see her. Unless of course, you are a fool of a prince that wishes for more than he can handle! Then, my dear, you will find yourself in for a world of pain.”