Journey Deeper Novels & Stories

I hope that the chaotic journey’s only a joke. END OF CHAPTER 12

A fantasy that I hope will transport you to a world of mysterious creatures and strange rites. And so much more. The ideas never stop, and so do I. I hope you'll listen. I hope I can amaze you. I hope I can make you dream. Everything I have built, am building, and will build, I do in the hope that, looking back, I can say I've lived without regrets. That I've said everything I wanted to say. Even though I've been away for so long. Even though I've suffered. I want to look into the eyes of my future self and tell her to be proud, because I did it.

In my desperate quest to leave this nightmare that he felt would never end, he stumbled on, feeling his way around, exploring new passageways that would hopefully lead him out. The trees began to shudder as he resumed his trek with the leprechaun, and the birds fled from their nests in terror. The contagious sickness was spread by the smell of burning wood in the air. As he continued on my never-ending quest, the crunch of twigs and dead leaves was loud.

James continued to ask, “What path exactly is the Halcyon Road?” Landry explained, “The Dark World is boundless. According to the records, no living beings or powerhouses can traverse the Dark World or leave it. The Halcyon Road is a spatial passage within the Dark World that shortens the journey for someone to reach the deepest part of the Dark World.” “Ah, I see.” James began to grasp the situation. Comprehending it was easy, akin to someone wanting to travel to a distant place. Yet, adhering to conventional methods might take them their entire life to get there. Now, a shortcut had emerged, a passage that swiftly propelled them to their destination in remarkably little time.

The rain stopped completely. Lots of people are already rushing into each of their destinations with no more worries of another traffic or flood. Although there is still some flood and a little bit of traffic in most of the areas in the metropolis, the scenario is much better now. Among the people who are on the road and were stuck in traffic is Cassandra who had just come from her visit to a clinic. Her son, Elijah was seated behind her, playing with his toy plane(the old one). While they are waiting for the go signal, Cassandra took the chance to call her mom and inform her about her condition. Her mom was glad to hear the good news and told her that she is going to inform her husband rega

Now, we were out of the past, journeying to the present. ************************************************** ************************************************** Hi, there! How is the journey fairing? Hope you love it so far? Xoxo, Qietah💗

He leaned forward, genuine curiosity lighting up his eyes as he asked while driving, "So, tell me about your latest venture." She leaned back, taking a moment to gather her thoughts before delving into the details of her ambitious project. With every word, her excitement grew palpable, her gestures animated as she described the innovative tech startup she was spearheading. The vision, the goals, and the cutting-edge software they were developing spilled from her lips, painting a picture of boundless potential.

Each stroke propels them further away from the grand hall, deeper into the unknown. Guided by the Merguardians, Joe and Bryan navigate through the intricate passageways, descending through a series of openings in the palace floor. Each opening marks a transition between levels, an unseen gateway to the next stage of their descent. The water around them grows colder and denser, as if the weight of their actions manifests in the very essence of their underwater surroundings.

I stroll behind Ajay to whatever he is taking me for the briefing of my next assignment. Deep's reflection has erupted a volcano in my heart and blown my mind. I just can't seem to shake off his portrayal out of my mind, and my heart seems so unsettled about him. Yearning would be a fairer phrase. I am yearning for him. Even just to see him from afar. If only I can be able to talk to him or understand why he makes me feel this way...

They both rode on a childish carousel, laughter blending with the music. My eyelids twitched, a sense of unease filling my heart. Mr. Jones' phone suddenly rang, making me jolt awake, and I stared at him in shock. The voice on the other end said, "The Young Master has been taken by a stranger at the kindergarten!"