Lost Words: Beyond The Page Novels & Stories

He tore the world apart looking for me. When three days of searching turned up nothing, Grayson went straight to Vidar, demanding to know where I was. But Vidar and I hadn't contacted each other ever since I'd been discharged from the hospital that day. He had no idea where I'd gone. He couldn't reach me through the mind-link, and my phone was turned off. Around that time, Grayson learned from Vidar that while my injuries weren't life-threatening, I'd lost the pup because of the incident.

Amber said before she could complete what she was saying. “That’s right,” Hazel didn’t deny it and she went ahead to say, “Aiden came to see me with this book. It is the book of prophecy.” Amber looked down on the book and leaned forward before opening the pages but all she saw was blankness. Raising her eyes up to look at Hazel, she asked with a frown, “Why doesn’t it have any words? Or is it that I can’t read it because I am mortal?” “Anyone can read it,” Hazel replied, “but the words disappeared immediately after the last war.”

But like a man who had lost his soul. And somewhere beyond the shattered hall, beyond the cries of the survivors, the heavens wept for them both. THE END.

I turned back to where the words ended, and that was just it, the next page was about the next deity, hinting nothing about the continuation of Elariana and Beros' story. Why did it just suddenly end? Blood rushed into my ears and my face grew hot. I was frustrated, I was just beginning to understand things and now an incomplete story? Staring at the next page, I noticed a page had been torn off, the next page had been torn off, the page detailing the remainder of Elara's story. The jagged edges of the torn off page stared back at me, what remained was barely a slip of a page, my hands grasped at it and failed to.

They were all telling her that they'd be there but they don't really know when to be there for her. Just like when her cousin Kendal used to tell her that she has got her back. Just like when her only best friend at school said that they will always be friends. Just when Fred said I'll be right here. Where are they? Gone. Kendal gave up on her. The only one whom she considered her best friend found new friends in college and forgot about her. Fred? He's probably seeking the things she could not give him, his needs. Ah fuck needs! "Stop it, Brie," she whispers to herself. "Stop thinking about those people who weren't bothered when they lost you." She sniffed, slight smoke coming from her mout

I practically fall into the bed and roll to my back. The fluorescent lights flicker as it gets harder and harder to lift our eyelids open between blinks. Next thing I know I'm surrounded by empty, black, nothingness. Time seems to race and crawl at the same time. I'm not sure how long I've been here till a light shines behind me and I turn to look. As the light grows I find myself staring at the same fluorescent lights as before. "Honour, are you there?" I hear Hetty speak. Our mouth moving, but I can't feel it.

Esco, Aeolous and Aiden is battling against each other, far from us. I created hundreds of light swords and hit the other mages with it. I created thousands of balls of light but I generated it from their backs, it was on their blind spot. Each of my ball of lights hit them. Some was already on their knees and some was still barely holding on. I made another spell that’s more powerful than the first one that I did. I created a spell on the ground, covering the whole battle athe rea and the lights coming from ground is draining their magic.

And in every stroke, every whispered memory, the walls echoed: We were always meant to see this. ✨ Would you like to continue with Part 87? Maybe Lani leaves behind her shadow sketch for another visitor to complete, or Jo starts a side project called Pages Others Left Me to Finish. The studio still welcomes every arrival, even the unexpected ones. 🪶

Jette scrutinized the remaining pages, hoping to find some remnants of the lost wisdom, but the trail seemed to fade into the whispers of an elusive secret. A mix of frustration and curiosity fueled Jette's determination. Why was the page missing, and what crucial revelations had been lost to the ages? The gap in her knowledge about the wolf transformation became a void, and Jette grappled with the uncertainty that lurked in the shadows. Restless nights followed as Jette sought to unravel the mystery of the missing page. She scoured the room, reexamined the book, and retraced her steps through the ancient teachings. Yet, the elusive page remained a phantom—a fragment lost to time.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the golden afterglow stretched their shadows long, until they merged into one, indistinguishable from each other. This scene was more eternal than any painting Elara could ever create. Its name: "Freedom and Love." (The End)