In The Lost Lands Novels & Stories

“My family has been here for generations, true, but we have barely explored ten percent of the entire uncharted lands. So I might reside here but there is still a lot of land out there.” “So why did you not just name the lands?” I asked him with one of my brows raised. It just seemed silly to me that they didn’t at least try to give proper names to where they live. “Oh we did,” Adam said with a tiny chuckle, “We named the ones we have been in. Where you first came in, we call that the Desert Lands. The forest we stay in, we call the Forest of Solace and Calm. The icy landscape you are looking at, we call that the Glacier Peaks, and then there is the Rainy Lands.”

"I thought this place was supposed to be beautiful?" Renny glanced up to see what he meant, shock covering her face. The Summerlands were now a dark, gloomy place, the green vegetation rotted and decayed, the grass turned to muck. Renny stared, unsure of what had happened to the Land of the Dead. "Did I bring us to the wrong realm? How the hell did we arrive in the Nether?"

Ivanka calmed her daughter. Jayden is like dead fleas. There were some languages ​​he didn't understand, but his feelings told him, that these two women were troubled and ready to have a big fight. Jayden looked at Ivanka who walked away from the stand and followed by the woman. Both of them looked equally annoyed. "Nara, who is that woman?" Ask Jayden. "Just a lowly dedemit." Answered Nara while grumbling. " Dedemit, what is it?" Nara looked at Jayden. Just remembered that Jayden is not a local. Certainly, many languages ​​are not understood by him. Jayden understood little of their language, even after she and her mother had taught Jayden several times.

After coming a long way and waited for a long time these much they can endure. “Ohh~..so you all wanted to see my father?….I see, Great Southern Wasteland?…isn’t that the Forbidden Land, Just like the Desert of Nothingness..is it?…right?…”. (Princess Yggdrasil) “Yes it is, Little Yggdra…just like that Vast Desert behind Aeternum..wipe your cheeks, Little Princess…here..there we go~….you know that the Great Southern Wasteland also have another deadly Forbidden Land beside it..it was called the Land of the Dead…it was filled with undead and ghost…quite scary that place is…”. (Crown Princess Angela Seraphim)

Leo asks as he looks at his parents hopeful. “Legend says that the goddess of Evetora left her goddess stone that holds her powers that can defeat all evil in a land somewhere in Evetora. Before the goddess suddenly disappears without no one ever knowing where she went or what happened to her after their fight with the black goddess, it is said that she left the stone in the goddess’ ruins in the Forbidden Land. Journey to the Forbidden Land and find the goddess’ ruins.... AND try to find the goddess’ stone. We don’t know if it is true but... it is the only hope we have. May the goddess be with us.” The queen said as the table turn into silence while everyone is still thinking deep.

I reached for my trousers on the floor, pulling them on as I walked to the small, dirty window. "He's not just holding a grudge, is he?" Iris asked. She sat up, pulling a fur throw around her shoulders to hide her nakedness, though there was nothing I hadn't seen—and claimed—only minutes ago. "The White Vault was just a waiting room. He’s moving the labs. He's taking the research into the dead zones where the Council laws don't reach." I looked out into the blackness of the trees. The Shadow Lands were a myth to most, a stretch of poisoned earth and ancient, twisted forests on the far edge of the Northern Territories. It was no-man's land. No pack claimed it because nothing sane lived there.

The Glasslands were not made of glass. They were made of light — fractured, wandering light that refracted through the air as though the sky itself had shattered and fallen upon the earth. Every rock shimmered faintly, every pool of water mirrored the moons above in colors that did not belong to nature. Kael and Aria moved carefully through the haze, their boots crunching against pale crystal dust. They hadn’t spoken in hours. The mist that had once guided them now thinned to a brittle sheen, revealing too much of the landscape — and too much of each other’s exhaustion.

“Rogue Princess with a dragon. Yeah… that might actually work.” I exhaled, fixing my gaze on the horizon. The Rogue Lands that had rejected me was now my only chance

*Amber* As I walk between Tjeck and Logan, the park looms ahead, a haunting reminder of the chaos that has unfolded. The ground still bears the grim evidence of the war… a tapestry of bloodstains, abandoned weapons, and the shells of spent ammunition scattered like forgotten memories. Each step I take is accompanied by the weight of history, reminding me that war leaves indelible scars, etching its marks not only on the body and soul but on the very fabric of the world around us.

"But she's not! She pointed to some barren stretch of land! There's no way—" He interrupted my rant. “Aye, it’s a barren stretch on the map, but that don’t mean no one lives there. Just means the cartographer never marked it. Flynn, who sails halfway ‘cross the world just for a weddin’? No one I know. That sort o’ travel costs a fortune. But this lass? If she’s speakin’ true… her kin must be swimmin’ in coin." I shook my head. I still couldn’t see it his way.