Labyrinth Owl Novels & Stories

Without waiting for Hela, I run after them, grabbing a dagger from my pant pocket as I go. It’s pitch black inside but my eyes start adjusting the deeper we go and the sounds of battle lets me know we’ve arrived. “That’s… massive.” I whisper, looking at the creature that has taken over the cave depths. It is easily the size of a house, built like an octopus but with more tentacles and it clambers over the walls with agility despite its size, much like a spider would. Capping it all is the large head with owl eyes- intelligent eyes- and the wide red lips that shriek as it counters Lucian and the others’ attacks.

I grunt, dragging myself toward it. And that's when I see it… an owl. A small, black and white owl, laying motionless near the serpent's carcass. Her feathers are ruffled, and she's breathing shallowly, like she had just run a thousand miles on her little wings. I remember seeing her before I lost consciousness except that it now looks like she's been through hell. Wait… don't tell me she killed… it? Wow! "Well," I murmur, staring at her. "You look worse than I do."

Aria nodded once, her eyes ablaze—not with dread, but with resolve. She turned back to Selene. “Then tell me how to enter the Labyrinth.” Selene’s smile returned—small, ancient, and full of subdued pride. “Very well, Luna.” She raised her glowing hand. “Your true journey begins now.” The moonlight surged, spiraling around Aria like a whirlwind. The ruins quaked. The air hummed with energy. And with one blinding flash, the world transformed— As Aria crossed into the first threshold of the Moon’s Labyrinth.

Her glowing yellow eyes blazed into Gera’s Gera was only a snowy owl because it fit her natural appearance best; most owl shifters were barn owls, brown-haired and black-eyed. She was the only one of her kind as far she knew. As the two women stared into each other's eyes she felt the nagging sensation of someone trying to get into her head to speak to her. She opened the connection, too curious to refuse. "It is so nice to see you back to your old self, daughter."

The array labyrinth is a tour puzzle made of wall-trees in the form of a complex branching passage through which the participants must find the right route. It is divided into several small mazes by tree walls of different heights. The map showed that the labyrinth was circular; consisting of complex, changeable plants and movable partition walls. In fact, the linear distance from the entrance to the center point was about ten meters. Nevertheless, the maze was usually simple to enter but difficult to exit. A careless move may well trigger a wrong step caused walking into a dead end. But if you get hang of the access into and out, there was always light at the end of the tunnel. It seemed t

Unknowingly my hand rubbed the head of the statue that had been destroyed in half. An unexpected event happened. Suddenly the owl's eyes emitted light blue color. A small vortex of wind was created around the altar and then enveloped the statue in a short time. Slowly but surely, the stone statue reconstructed itself, starting from the wings, body, and head. In the next blink of an eye, the owl statue in front of me returned intact. Something was slightly different. Initially, this statue folded its wings. Now, he opened all his broad and dashing wings.

"Listening to what?" "To the mountain," I said. Lyra suddenly stood up. She walked to the window, her violet eyes fixed on the forest below. She let out a series of melodic, mournful chirps—the language of the birds. A moment later, a massive snowy owl flew through the window, landing on the sill. It didn't look afraid. It looked... urgent. Caelum stood beside his sister, his hand glowing with a soft emerald light as he touched the owl’s wing.

Leo shouted as they burst into the clearing. ​Old Man Silas was already at the Heart-Root, his Silverwood staff glowing with a pale, sickly light. "The forest can't hide you from the Moon, boy! The Labyrinth was built to block human sensors, not the 'Astral Sight' of the Pure-Bloods. They can smell the Vane DNA through a mile of solid rock!"

Tang Xiao forced and smile, grabbed Tang Hao by the back of his neck, and pulled him away. "Didn't you see that owl? I specifically took you there to see that owl!" Tang Xiao hissed. "Owl? That parrot is a shame to all owls! Owls are majestic!" Tang Hao looked away. "That's the rarest species of owl— Human-tongue Owl— that can achieve human speech before even reaching 100-year-old of cultivation, much less the legendary 100000! Bastard! We snuck into grandpa's scripture room together and got our asses bled! Didn't you learn anything there? That bird was in Grandpa's journal!"