Lament Of The Fallen Novels & Stories

My body dropped instantly, just like a kite that had lost its string. The wind screamed in my ears as I fell. Faintly, I could still hear the manic laughter coming from the twelfth floor. The overwhelming weightlessness wiped out every thought in my mind. Then, my body crashed into the ground with a violent impact. It felt like every bone in me shattered at once. Pain shot through me like sharp knives, spreading from my right leg throughout my entire body. I could feel the bone in my right leg break. The agony was so intense that I couldn’t stop myself from groaning. Sweat and tears poured out uncontrollably, soaking my clothes in seconds.

⸻ Dark clouds gathered overhead. Lightning flashed across the sky. ⸻ As if nature itself was listening. ⸻ The Fallen Celestial continued staring. ⸻ Then— It knelt. ⸻ The entire battlefield froze. ⸻ Lucian immediately stepped in front of Amara. ⸻ Kael blinked. ⸻ “…Did the apocalypse just kneel?” ⸻ Dante looked exhausted. ⸻ “At this point nothing surprises me anymore.” ⸻ The Fallen Celestial lowered its head.

But no matter what lay ahead, we would face it together. As we continued our descent, the eerie silence was shattered by a haunting melody that echoed through the labyrinth. The song of the Forgotten, an ancient hymn that spoke of lost times and lost battles, resonated with our own struggles, filling us with a strange sense of dread. "What is that?" I asked Eldric, my voice barely a whisper. Eldric's gaze was distant, his eyes filled with ancient pain and loss. "It's the Song of the Forgotten, a reminder of our past, our struggles, and the destiny that awaits us."

They hung in the air like a lament, a bitter reminder of the cruel twist of fate. In that moment, the ground beneath my feet seemed to give way, the weight of grief threatening to crush me beneath its unbearable burden. Tears blurred my vision, mingling with the blood and sweat that stained my cheeks as I struggled to come to terms with the magnitude of my loss. But in that solitary moment, amidst the carnage and destruction, all I could see was Allan's fallen form, a silent testament to the brutality of war and the fragility of life. Forgive him? How could I possibly grant forgiveness when his death lay heavy upon my conscience like a leaden weight?

‘’Go on, I'm listening.’’ ‘’I am soo fucking sorry, I was drunk and I couldnt get over the fact that Aliyah broke things up yesterday. I don't know why. I'm so sorry, I regret it, I shouldn't have agree to this.’’ And there we go people, he broke my freaking heart again but we won't show that to him, I wiped my tears and told him,

My tears mingled with ash and blood, streaking down my face in silent mourning for the innocence we could never get back. “They were just children,” I choked, my voice cracking as the words left my throat. My knees buckled beneath me, hands pressed into the blood-slick ground as if I could anchor myself in a world slipping away. “We’re losing everything,” I whispered, but it came out as a scream—a raw, broken sound filled with the kind of grief that guts the soul. My chest heaved, a sob tearing free as the faces of the fallen swam before my eyes. Every breath felt like drowning. Every heartbeat a hammer blow. There was no order. No future. Only death—and the crushing realization that we were

The ground stilled. The curse lifted— But too late. I turned— Alex's wings slowly flapped mid-air. Cracks spreading. Pieces falling. His body shimmering like a collapsing statue. “Alex…” I whispered. His eyes—what remained of them—looked at me. Soft. Apologetic. Loving. “Aqua… lass…” His voice was barely a breath. “I’m… sorry.” Then another crack split through him— And he began to fall. His full weight tipping forward, gravity claiming what the curse had already broken.

Please come to the hospital to handle his affairs. My phone hit the ground with a sharp crack. Suddenly, the world went silent. I could not take it anymore. A gush of blood spilled from my lips, and everything went black. I never noticed that the phone that had fallen to the floor suddenly flashed twice.

And she shattered Not with a scream With peace --- I fell forward, sobbing once Only once Because that was all she ever asked of me One breath of grief One moment to be seen And when I stood again My back no longer burned Because the mark was whole No longer split between burden and power Only balance The world resumed Lucian rushed to me, arms pulling me into him Soren wiped his eyes with the back of his wrist Ewen knelt quietly beside the ruined altar, whispering something to the earth We didn’t speak There was nothing left to say I had faced myself And come back --- But peace never lasts That night, under a sky finally calm, a raven landed on the altar Not black Not feathered But smoke It