Land Of The Beautiful Dead นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Cruel to the weak, cruel to myself, and left with no choice. "Plinio, come here," Celeste calls me and I walk to her. She is standing in front of the 'List of the Victims'. All the names of those who died are written in small black font on the wall. "Look at this. Can you imagine all these people breathing in the same air that we are, talking like we do, planning their lives?" Her fingertips trace the names. "Now they are just ... dead." Her words hang thick in the air even after she has walked away with Ryder to look at those giant sculptures spread on the entire wall. She's not wrong. Death is like vanishing into thin air, leaving behind nothing but traces of their presence on these pages

Often very attractive with yellow eyes but need to be constantly on the go, kind of like puppies. Then there’s vampires. Pale, elegant, weirdly posh, intelligent, bloodsuckers. And who can forget high elves? Tall, beautiful, clear eyes, long lives, connections to nature, natural leaders. Self important bastards to be honest. Like most fairies, I’m on the short side with pointed ears and colourful hair. Mine’s purple actually. But otherwise, I look like my older brother, Russell, and my mother. Slender, pale, grey eyes. Russell’s just me with dark hair and a growth spurt. Normals don’t really have a “look” but if you look at my dad, a middle aged balding white man, you’d say he’s normal looki

I grabbed Reed, yanked him closer to myself, and leapt out of the tunnel. For the first time in four years, the cool, gentle morning breeze blew my long silver hair back. I survey my surroundings and everywhere is full of desert sand. The sight in front of me made me shed tears, and I shook my head in pity. Just like Ryan said earlier, Gaea is ruined. It was like a D-Day battle occurring again. Even from afar, I can see the desert sand burning with fire, with dead bodies littered all around the floor.

The breeze stopped blowing after about two minutes, and Jayden looked inside the casket. He was fascinated by how fresh the bloody body of a woman was staring back at him. The others all took a step back, terrified by what they saw. Jayden told the people who had gotten closer after realizing it was just a dead body and they had nothing to fear from it, "Guys, I think she just died and was just buried." All of them were now focusing on the recently deceased body. One of the girls, Vivian, sat down to touch the body and said, "I think so too."

He then moved away from my neck. Lord Damon then gave me the sweetest smile as he looked into my eyes then into my lips. "Time will come soon that your body will be ripped into pieces. The texture of your skin will become rough. What once was moisture will be drought," he said as his hands caressed my face in the most careful way like I was a precious diamond of his collections.

I can't count how many times I already reread this book but everytime I do, it feels like I am reading it for the first time again. Every page gives magic and even though this novel breathes despair, and the characters are perfect but the dearest author just..killed them, I am still proud to say I am the number one fan of this 386 pages book. “ Kath! Are you done?” I didn't listen to Tim as he screamed from the garden. “Zoe Kathareen! Did you hear me well?” He shouted again.

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)

“We have some other property in South Jacksonville, closer to the ocean. We haven’t done much with it because there’s no game for hunting, but I’ll consider giving you a piece of it. It’s called Dead Waters. It would be perfect for your clan.” Evan barks out a laugh and turns to face me. “You’re a funny one. Dead Waters is called that because it’s dead. The land and all its occupants. Nothing can live there.” “You don’t have a beating heart. Why should it matter?” I know I’m grasping at straws. Dead Waters is one of the foulest bogs on the planet, thanks to the disasters that left it uninhabitable.

It was simply a land full of trees! “Umm, why is this place ideal?” Lucas, aware of the subtle, broke the quiet with a small voice. Amelia tuned to Lucas, looked in the eye and spoke word for word, “because this is the Death Pack. The land of the dead.”

But the one that was noticeably missing was fear. Her and Calder’s ability to at last create the blast that would be their only weapon against the demons, had indeed renewed the vigor of their army. And while she could still feel her doubts and worries lying in wait, she allowed herself to give in to the positive atmosphere and dare to hope. The sun bore down on them overhead as they approached a single dry and lifeless tree, and Calder at last slowed, the column coming to a stop behind him. “The Land of the Dead.” He said, Astasha’s eyes turning from him to look out over the barren landscape before them.