Novel & Cerita Homestuck Meteor

Wait a second, this looks like her cellphone in the past, when she was working as a cashier in a supermarket near her apartment in Allegra City. Trembling, grabbed the phone and saw the screen, July 22, 20xx! One year before the meteor fell and caused the first chaos. Cried her heart out, holding her chest. Feeling happy, sad, and grateful that she's back!!! God pitied her. With tears still falling on her face, noticed the silver necklace with a pendant holding a round blue crystal. It’s from her mother before she disappeared. 'Thank God it's still here.'

It was as if she built her own world in the middle of a chaotic city. But how can one live alone without even the stars for company? I felt a vibration in my right thigh. The paper fell again as I was fishing my phone out of my pocket. I picked it up first before checking the caller. Papa calling... I muted it, letting the call go through voicemail. Not wanting to entertain any unwelcome thoughts, I unfolded the cream-colored paper to see what’s inside. I was greeted by a fine handwriting that I assume was hers. What are your thoughts on the rain?

The key clicked inside the lock, struggling to fit just perfectly in the pattern. After seconds of struggling in the dark, she heard the almost inaudible click before the lock swiftly turned open. Her furniture evanescently lit up with the thundering lightening outside, Gothically underlining the petrifying aura. She tried not to be affected by the storm outside. Even when the electricity was gone like on a typical rainy night, she didn't need a ray of light to know exactly what was where in her apartment. Slinging her purse on the sofa, she walked inside her room, flinching terribly when another thunder roared just outside her window on the twelfth floor.

00After hanging up the phone, Jiang Mohan put down his phone, stood up, and walked to the window. 00From daybreak to dusk. 00... 00He didn't know how long it had been. It was so long that he forgot the time. 00The vast night sky was covered with stars. 00He was alone. Looking out of the window, he saw a meteor crossing the night sky. He reached out his hand to catch the falling stars, and the bright smile on her face made him freeze in his heart. 00But how could the fallen stars be kept? 00Tears blurred her vision, and she would never meet again to smile brightly at herself.

Amelia’s fingers faltered for a moment, her gaze narrowing as she looked at the name “Jenkins?” **[What the heck! Saint Emperor!]** **[This streamer is awesome! The very next day, Saint Emperor is sending meteor showers! So envious!]** But it didn’t stop there. The system alert sounded again! **[Saint Emperor VIP Jenkins has sent two meteor showers in Harmony Clinic’s livestream, and 100 Star Rivers will be randomly dropped in the stream!]**

Kyla gasped. Then another. And another. Within seconds, dozens of them lit up the sky, dissolving one after the other. It was breathtaking. Kyla could not shut her mouth. It was a meteor storm, a rare outburst tied to a fragmented comet. Being high up the mountain made it even clearer. A laugh burst from her. “I can’t believe I’m seeing this, Carlos. Oh my God. It’s even more beautiful than I imagined.” “You talked about it once. You said it like a joke, but I knew you wanted to see it someday.”

A flower blooms tonight as one of the fragments reappears Then below there is a painting of a green vast land, dark sky, stars, and moon. Stella smiled finding comfort on the painted picture. She brush her index finger on it, but like a wet ink she smudge the beautiful scene. She immediately rub the green ink on her finger to her skirt and close the book. She looked at Aeriol and Sister Lily tidying things up, no one seems to notice but her heart leaps higher than the height she fell into.

CHAPTER 45 The crack spiderwebbed across the black water bowl in midair, bright lines slicing through the darkness like lightning. My mother’s face distorted behind the fractures—eyes wild, mouth shaping words faster than the liquid could carry. RUN. The bowl shuddered. Then it shattered. Black water rained down in heavy drops that didn’t splash—they *stuck*, clinging to stone and skin like ink that wanted to write. A drop hit my cheek and burned cold. My vision flashed—

The last letter still rested at his chest, and his hand was trembling in a vain attempt to dispose of it. "I don’t care whether I have to pull every door that hangs under this world and the next. I don’t care whether the stars might refuse me or the gods might spit in my eyes.” His voice shook just once. “I would not rest until I brought her home.” That night, the skies opened. A quiet storm. Not of rain, but of starlight. Meteor trails danced across the heavens, thousands of falling lights. Some said it was a blessing. That Azaria’s magic had risen into the cosmos and was painting the sky one last time.

A Partingian mining team had dug up this meteorite many years ago, and the Partingian emperor ordered an investigation. When the first group of investigators entered the meteorite, they faced an illusion. They thought they were stuck inside forever, sliding downward in a never-ending tunnel. The Partingians studied the meteorite and discovered black worms living inside it. The worms could induce hallucinations, and those who fell victim would never wake up.