Light Elves Novels & Stories

"Zara told me they'll help me discover my powers. What does she mean?" "Werewolves have their unique abilities apart from just transforming. The Elders are the wise ones that see into the future," she says. I stare at her, listening to every word. This is my first step in understanding who I am. I'm ready. "We have the walkers who are the warriors. They have heightened senses and speed used to fight." She pauses for a moment. "Then there's a rare kind of werewolf that can perform magic but they have been extinct for a very long time now."

As the radiance subsided, a figure materialized—a being cloaked in shimmering white, their presence both majestic and enigmatic. The figure extended a hand, their voice a melodious echo that sent shivers down our spines. "I am Lyra, the Guardian of Light," they announced, their words carrying an air of ancient wisdom. "The fate of the Silverwood rests in your hands, but you will need the power of unity to overcome the Weaver's darkness." Our eyes widened, our hearts pounding in our chests. Lyra's arrival, veiled in mystery and hope, marked a turning point in our battle against the Weaver. Their presence promised a force that could tip the scales in our favor.

His eyes opened. "Liora?" he whispered. "I’m cold." "I know, Eli," she said, hugging him. "We all are." Ash found some old sacks. They wrapped them around themselves like blankets. "What do we do now?" Ash asked. His voice was soft in the dark. No one answered. What could they do? The village was full of moving statues. The pink light was still out there and it had taken Elara. Kael was pacing near the door. "We need to understand," he said. "Why is the light afraid of the water?"

I blinked, just to be sure that this isn’t some kind of illusion. Elora shrugged, her gaze on the arrow. “It’s nothing scary. It’s just the perks that come with the awakening of…” She trailed off without finishing the sentence. I understood, and I hoped the others with us did too. “Being armed with the knowledge that you all are mortals doesn’t even help you at all,” Davina scoffed. “So, you all really expect to walk down this part of the labyrinth without getting caught?” Before anyone could say a reply, she flicked her wrist gracefully. In a flash, a large beam of white light appeared at the point where we stood, rushing into the corridor and disappearing in the distance.

We push ourselves to the brink of exhaustion, searching tirelessly for answers that will lead us to Alena and free her from the darkness that holds her captive. In the midst of our struggles, Levi proposes that we consult the ancient beings known as the Elders. These entities possess knowledge beyond mortal comprehension and are said to be able to bestow powerful blessings upon those who seek their guidance. The Elders are rumored to reside in an ethereal realm, accessible only through a mystical gateway known as the Veil of Eternity. It is a place of shifting energies and swirling mists, where reality itself seems to waver and bend.

Renny stood in a cold, dark place. She felt nothing, no breeze, no sound, and no light, even though she could still see everything around her. At first, she feared she sent herself to another realm other than inside Rhychard's Guardian Sword, but then she heard footsteps around her as eleven elves stepped up to her, two females and nine males, all wearing a cream-colored tunic, dark trousers, and black boots that rode to mid-calf. Renny noticed one thing in particular, not one of them wore a sword.

Two nights of strange happenings linked only by their timing—and the impossible sigils that appeared in each place. Zara knew them. She’d seen Elira draw them in ash a week ago. “I mapped the roots of the world,” Elira had said, not entirely awake. “But some of them keep growing back.” Now, the child muttered in her sleep. Words that didn’t belong to any living tongue. Words even the oldest witches could not translate. But Zara recognized one name threaded through them, again and again. “First Light.” She reached out, brushing a silver curl from Elira’s cheek. The girl didn’t stir.

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“Now what?” “They are made for eidolon wielders. They allow you to shape the magical energy into hard light constructs. The constructs will behave like the real thing, except it will weigh nothing. However, you also have to be familiar with the object,” Elphame warned. “Which is why I had these made,” She motioned for a servant to come forward, in the servant's hands, a polished wooden box about two feet in length. Nerea smiled, “I helped pick them out. They are perfect for you.” She stood next to Warren and rubbed his shoulders in excitement.