Lucy By The Sea Novels & Stories

Felt the years that had been stolen. And the ones that might still be reclaimed. Elara pulled away. Wiped her eyes. “I’ll call you. Soon.” She walked toward the parking lot. Ophelia watched her go. Then sat back down. Alone again. But not empty. Later that night… Lucy’s apartment, Jersey City. The living room lamp cast long shadows. Lucy sat on the edge of the couch, hands clasped between her knees. Ophelia across from her in the armchair.

CHAPTER 49 INFINITE Island of LUAHU Cloudy Evening, 26℃ Day: Tuesday Time: Infinite America was once again standing on the west part of LUAHU and she has been staring into the horizon for quite some time now. She has been filled with so many thoughts in her head and at night she thinks of how to get away from all her nightmares and her heartbreak. She has been on that cliff for a while thinking about how to solve the entire mystery and curse by herself when she doesn’t even know where to start.

Her exposed skin was already turning red, then smoking as if it had been set alight. “Help me—!” she shrieked, her nails scraping across the stone path. But Augustine just stood under the portico, watching without expression as she writhed, convulsed, and screamed in the sun. “It’s all your fault,” he whispered, his voice almost inaudible. “You made me lose Haley. It was all your fault…” By the time the clan guards arrived, large patches of Lucy’s flesh had been burned black. In the next moment, with one last, short, agonizing scream, her entire body erupted into a twisted wisp of ash that scattered on the wind.