Many Summers Later Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

from the firmament. I was lying on a bed of soft moss, the kind that smelled of ancient growth and forgotten rain. The "Thirteenth resonance" was gone, replaced by a quiet, steady hum that felt like the earth itself was purring. "Don't try to move too fast," a voice said. It was a low, rough rasp, familiar as my own heartbeat. "The gravity in the New Draft is a bit... heavier."

The shattering of the glass was the last sound of the old world. It was a high, crystalline shriek that seemed to hang in the air, suspended by the same "Zero-Point" pressure that had held Ethan’s life in a "Gilded Cage" for fifteen years. Then, the pressure vanished. Gravity, the most "Analog" of all forces, reclaimed its debt.

Crash! I stood over the fractured ice once more and swung the axe with every last ounce of strength. I hadn’t removed the camera from my helmet. Immediately realizing what I was doing, Luna screeched, "Sophie, are you crazy?!" I ignored her, continuing to raise my numb arms and swing them down, mechanically repeating the motions until… Crack! With a sharp crack, the ice split completely apart, exposing the heating pipe underneath. Taking aim, I lifted the axe high—

Maru broke his friend’s spell of euphoria after five minutes of indulging Tiny slim. “HAHAHA! Okay, Maru!” Tiny Slim plunged from the air to return to the position of his friend. His smile was so big that his face was akin to an inflated balloon, ready to burst out at any moment. Maru was pleased to see the reaction of Tiny Slim. He recalled that he also had that same feeling when he first negated the effect of gravity beneath his feet and learned how to explore the domain above its attraction. “BOOM!” light cascaded upon the descending figure of Tiny Slim. A spherical entrapment entombed the fat boy for a moment.

“I’m going overboard? If you’re so capable, just continue and report to Yadon. Let’s see who Yadon will save!” Grace seemed to be confident that Yadon would choose her. “It’s early in the morning. Who allowed this lunatic to come over here and cause a ruckus?” Summer walked over while feeling dizzy. Even when she was still far away, she could see Grace acting all smug.

It was as though we were bonding and totally had a connection within that moment. “Well, I’m about to shower up, I didn’t realize it had gotten so late.” I looked over at the clock; it was almost 8pm. I agreed. “Wow, I guess it’s true what they say, time really does fly when you’re having fun.” “Hey, you know just because I’m about to shower and head back to work doesn’t mean that I want to this to stop right?” My tone peculiar, “I didn’t.” “Ms. Graham, I wouldn’t have come if I didn’t have the intentions on seeing you again, I’m not that type of guy.”

The Return to Earth The Harbingers watched. Waiting. Listening. The Other Anita smiled. “One folks leaves with you.” I exhaled sharply. “Then let’s get this over with.” The void trembled. The doorway at the back of me flickered. I clenched my fists, taking a step forward— And the entirety collapsed. Reentry I gasped. My lungs burned. My pores and skin felt real again. I fell. Atmosphere. Gravity. The weight of a global underneath me.

In the end, I died on a cold autumn night—no sunlight, no sunflowers. A breeze swept through, carrying away the last of me. I felt no regrets. This time, I'd be truly gone. Before moving on, I took one last look at the world. There stood Jayden before my grave, holding a bundle of sunflowers. Bathed in golden light, he looked just as he had the first time I'd seen him.

Their eyes widened in shock as I asked them, each word deliberate, "Do you really want to see me fall apart?" They exchanged a glance, silent and shaking, and they stepped back, giving me space. Sunlight pierced through the gloomy clouds, warming my skin, feeling like it carried hope itself. I stopped looking at them and walked on with determined steps. I knew they would not come after me again. Six months later, Chester and I had our dream wedding, and on that special day, I received two priceless gifts. I knew who sent them, but it did not matter to me. Love that came too late was worth nothing at all.

-HER- After some moments, I find myself peeking inside the well just like yesterday. A rough and cold hand pulls me inside before I am sucked inside the well by the gravity. This time, I fall willingly. I close my eyes and anticipate the fall. The sound of the wind whooshing past my ears is the same as that of yesterday. The sense of uprightness is lost. I can only feel myself falling before the ground makes its presence known to me when I feel it’s hardness under my feet.