Luz En Tinieblas Novels & Stories

In any case, that is beyond the realm of possibilities. The electric lamp flashes and lessens gradually in force. Before long it is just the sparkle of the little fire, which itself is diminishing because of the blowing precipitation, that enlightens the little niche. "I wonder when the sun will come up," I said wonderingly, gazing into the amorphous, shady void that is our evening. At this moment the low haze appears to be practically vast, extending across miles and miles of the noticeable horizon. What is this spot? On the off chance that it is a soul universe or some likeness thereof, how are we in any event, going to get by here? This land is exhausted, either normally, etc., of the ess

So I would definitely remember if I was back to having nightmares. I try to blink my eyes to adjust to the darkness but I only see darkness all the lights are off so instead I try to see the time still upset I’m sweating like this and then Shasta’s feet are coming in my face all of a sudden like she can’t feel me or feel herself move. Move your feet Shasta I say but she just groans ignoring me Now I know it must have been hot from both our body heat. She probably has rolled on my side the whole night I groan out loud Why do I have to sleep with her she doesn’t know how to share a bed and always end up with some part of her on me.And she has her own bed but choose to sleep in mine.Dad calls h

- she said to herself, rubbing eyes lightly with her hand. After all, Nadir had spent all her life in the Underworld, and to feed she would always go out at night, returning before sunrise, so she was not used to it, and the sun's rays striking her eyes were not pleasant. Nadir got up and pulled the blinds all the way down, then folded the couch she slept on and stowed the sheets in it.

But struggles are futile, there's no end to this infinite darkness. I tried to close my eyes, conceiving this ambiance. Unfortunately, all I felt is... .. .. .. .. 'Nothing'

“This paint is called Tenebris.” Selene’s voice from the mic sounded orotund, she held her script as she tries to stop her hand from trembling. “My inspiration came from a metaphor of person who was struggling to see from the dark, and when she walked over, and over with no sense of direction, no sense of purpose, she saw a dot of light from afar.” Selene walked to the opposite side of the stage. “And when she saw it, she started hoping, she started to run towards it, trying to chase it, all the time that she had been surrounded by darkness seemed insignificant.”

Absolute inaction visited upon the dawn of this merciless catastrophe. No sound breached the scene, not even specks of dust floated to rise against the oppressive atmosphere. Seven breaths of stillness happened before the familiar consequence had once more reshaped what was briefly seen mere moments prior. "TAP!" the first splatters of bloodrain resumed its lament for everyone to witness. And as this spectacle continued, so did the reemergence of the simple lamp amidst the shadows of sorrow. A solitary tinder was seen, glowing ever gently yet it could also be perceived that this little light was persisting on keeping its gentle spurts of brilliance amidst the flooding of the unnatural rainfa

Parking slot of an old house Alexandra found she was tied up in a dark room. Her eyes could see only dark, not sure if she was blindfolded or it was really nothing but darkness. Actually she was feeling numb all over her body, almost like an unconscious person. She didn't know what was going on. But one thing she knew for sure, she was drugged.

Ellaya walked forward, the wind lashing at her like invisible claws, tugging at her tattered dress—ghostly fingers urging her forward... or trying to hold her back. She flinched as thunder roared above, a deafening snarl that vibrated through her bones. A flash of lightning lit up her face, casting her features in a pale, sharp glow—one second of clarity in the suffocating darkness of the haunted night. Her legs trembled beneath her, each step sending a sharp, searing pain through her foot. Blood oozed from an open wound, mixing with the dirty puddles beneath her, leaving behind crimson trails like silent cries for help.

He tries to speak but the world remains silent. The darkness overtakes him. And he never saw the light again

Luz’s breath caught as her fingers cupped his face, the simple touch sending a jolt of warmth through him. He blinked slowly, sitting upright to see his reflection on the armour on the floor. He realized she was right– the crimson glow in his eyes had completely vanished, replaced by the familiar amber he had not seen in what felt like forever. “Fuck,” he breathed out quietly, his own hands coming up to cover hers. “I have not seen myself look like this since the city of Dourado fell.” The black veins down his right arm remained visible but appear less aggressive than before. “You are doing this,” he said with a mix of awe and resignation. “Your presence is actually pushing back the darkness