Immortal Instruments City Of Bones の小説・ストーリー

Bastion opened the door and lowered his head to walk through keeping his eyes before him. Following behind him, Raven and her mama stole glances at each other in assurance they should continue following him. Neither of them were sure they weren’t being taken to their demises. “Bastion,” Alexandre whimpered, “Where are you taking us?” “Look.” Bastion pointed his long thick finger towards the other side of the room. There. The men that got away that day. Well the skeletons of them. But they had a tether to them. It looked like a spell bag hanging from each of their spines hanging over their rib cages. Bastion said some quiet words and the bones came alive as their spirits filled their dangling

Beneath the moonlight, the room wasn't as illuminated as it was during the day, but I could still see clearly. When I turned my head, I saw that Zane wasn't here! He must have gone to the basement to "work out". This time, I wanted to see with my own eyes what kind of "workout" he was doing. When I sat up, I heard a rattling noise as my left hand was pulled down. I tugged harder, only to find a silver handcuff around my wrist! The handcuff was connected to a chain that was firmly tied to the leg of the bed frame!

Only when forensics pried the data chip—the one I'd implanted to monitor the drug's effects—from the rotted tissue did the buried truth finally surface. … "Weren't all the contaminated remains incinerated?" a worker's voice, thick with fear, cut the damp air. "How… how is there one here?" In the profound dark, the sound jolted my consciousness awake. A soul, set in concrete for two years, saw fractured daylight again. The first voice I recognized was my brother's. "Christ, this place is still a bad-luck charm," he muttered, the familiar timbre now laced with a disgust that iced my spectral form.

The "Universal Audit" signal was not a suggestion; it was a "Total System-Command." As Ethan Hawke stood in the "Shattered" remains of the penthouse, the "Acoustic Noise" of the city below changed from a panicked hum to a "High-Frequency" scream of sirens and "Mechanical" locks. The "City of Stone" was no longer a "Gilded" home—it had been "Hard-Reset" into a "Total Sector Killing Floor."

Lyra felt the power inside her chest rise like a flood against breaking ribs. Cassian’s voice behind her. Low. Urgent. “Lyra…” She didn’t look back. The crowns fused together in midair. Bone grinding against metal. Becoming something new. Something ancient. Something waiting centuries for her hands. The Bone Crown descended slowly toward Lyra’s head. And the Hollow Queen screamed.

The City of Bones. I'd heard the name only once before, years ago, back when I still believed the world ended at the edge of the palace gardens. A traveler had passed through in winter, drunk on cheap wine and colder nights, and he'd sat by the kitchen fire telling stories to anyone who'd listen. Most of what he said had been forgotten by morning — travelers always exaggerated, everyone knew that. But one story had stayed with me. A city swallowed by the earth, he'd said, voice low, eyes darting toward the shadows like even speaking the name might summon something. A city cursed by gods who no longer had names anyone remembered. A city nobody who entered ever returned from.

I had no intentions of finding out. “Are you telling me I’m not safe in my own home?” I finally found my voice. He shut his eyes for an extended blink. “Yes and no. You are safe as long as one of us is here. If we are not here… Well, that’s why you have this.” Cian answered, grabbing the vial. “While I have it on my mind, take this. These are replacements for the vial.” He added, handing me a slightly heavy wooden box. I took it from him, inspecting it. It was a beautiful dark wooden box, stained in a berry color. It had roses and vines carved into it. “Thank you.” Was all that I could think to say, as I got out of the car and headed to the house. As I was walking up the path to my parent’s

'' Cause tomorrow is a important day in the human world Christmas '' Noir remarked . '' Christmas '' he was surprised . '' But i have no one to spend Christmas with this year '' said Arthur . '' Why ?'' Adam asked . '' Cause the one he loved is dead now ''said Arthur . '' Poor you '' Celia sighed . '' I see , is that the reason you want to learn alchemy ?'' ALbert asked . '' Yes , to resurrect her '' he replied . '' Hey i have an idea , we can celebrate Christmas here along with us '' Noir suggested .

“It’s not far; it should be just up front!” Since time would never wait on anyone, Alex and the team immediately rushed over to prevent any obstacles from popping up. The old man within the Martello Celio used his powers to carry Jade as well, walking side by side with Alex. They noticed a gigantic block of white appear before their eyes in just a few moments. Upon closer look, they realized that it was the White Bone City. The city walls and gates, along with the tall buildings, were all made from bones. There were lots of human bones and quite a few large beast bones too.

She didn’t care much for mortal affairs beyond what her job required her to know. Lisa circled over the building and landed gently on the roof. She wasn’t worried about anyone seeing her; mortals couldn’t see reapers unless the reaper wanted to be seen. There was a glass dome in the center of the roof, made from green, transparent glass. One side of the dome had a giant hole in it, as though something heavy had been thrown through it. Lisa approached the hole and jumped in, tucking her wings to avoid the jagged edges.