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That thought was quickly tossed aside because if that was the case, the noises I made by kicking in a window aloud with my own cries and outburst from dressing my wounds would undoubtedly have been heard. Curled up between the two chairs with my face barely sticking out of my sleeping bag, my eyelids feel weighted with exhaustion and the comfort of finally being warm. The small LED lantern is in the dimmest mode, sitting on the table beside me casting a soft warm light. I usually sleep best in pitch black darkness, but am not brave or crazy enough to sleep without a light turned on while I'm inside this abandoned building at night. The last thing I remember doing before passing out for the n

I digress. I love it here. The darkness. The stars. The endless, flat landscape of ice against the wash of the aurora, painting the sky in shades of emerald and pale pink every night… and day, in reality. It’s fall, a week before the official start of the semester, and already the sun has failed to rise for several days, barely poking above the horizon, giving off nothing more than what the locals call the “blue hour,” where the normally dark sky turns an impressive midnight blue before fading back to black.

Shane, Helios, and Ethos with Rana on his back walked on the lake water and reached the bank. They touched the dry ground. The sudden rustling of the leaves sounded as birds flew out of the trees. Birds chirping above the trees were heard. The frogs croaked from the lake and on the ground. Midnight at Lunara already felt like dawn as the sun was already out in the sky. Midnight was actually dawn in the City of the Moon as it was very different from the normal human world.

A beautiful sunset that was mistaken for a dawn. -Claude Debussy  Part 3: The sun must set to rise  'Another sunset! 'He sighed looking at the sinking sun through the small slit of his tent. The buzzing crickets starting to give him a headache now with their continues'turring' sound from the last seven days. What else could he expect from the middle of a wilderness? "Is there some news from maniteek? "He asked. The others in the tent more frustrated than he was!

Chapter 18: A Day of Light The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden hue across the landscape outside the castle. It was the first truly peaceful morning Karina had experienced in what felt like a lifetime. The weight of the past few weeks—the secrets, the betrayals, the fears—seemed to melt away in the warmth of the early sunlight. It was as if the world outside had decided to pause and give them a moment to breathe.

He wouldn't be here before the sun heating profusely, standing straight on head, just a few minutes before lunch. "Sir, One of the gang from sunset city has been spotted at the middle of the night. Coming sharp at twelve midnight and leave exactly on three on the morning." Like a horse track, he started without letting a gap to breathe in between the words. At the midst of half panicking, and half struggling against words and his aching lungs who desperate for air after those run he made, he doesn't notice from the dark room filled with mahogany woods smell and something minty in the air, two shining eyes like the cat's eyes in the dark staring back to him, ready to attack. The many stack of

We had to come around the house to face east. Already the sky was lighting up in warm oranges, the sun near the horizon. To my surprise, Veronica was already there, reading the book she had borrowed from the merfolk. She had a tiny book light clipped onto the top of the book. I marveled for a minute at how it could do so without bending the pages. “Magic,” Veronica said when I asked her. I had no idea if she was serious or not. “Mommy, look!” I turned my head just in time to see a line of blinding white stretch out across the entire horizon. Then the top of the sun brought all of the sunshine back into itself.

We turn at the same time to see Luka stepping out from the forest, his gold-tinted curls blowing about his face, his brown eyes wide with wonder at the sight of the river. He walks past, still not seeing us. Darius and I look at each other, then scramble up to follow him. Luka stops at the top of the river embankment. He passes his hand over his eyes. When he drops his hand again, he opens his eyes and they are a milky grey colour. The glow disappears from the sky and in the darkness a full moon rises. Not just any moon. I recognize this moon. So pale, so clear, it appears as if behind a layer of ice. The first full moon of the new year. The Wolf Moon.

Before I can identify what's happening the wolves paws weren't pinning me down. The wolves snarled and barked at each other as they melted into the trees, before I knew it they were gone and I was alone in the snow, bleeding and scared. The snow around me was stained in my blood and I didn't want to look down at my stomach, I didn't want to know what state I was in. So now here I am, a few minutes, or maybe hours later, the sun setting, lightening glaring down at me, my body numb, my eyes heavy, my blood turning the snow crimson. If I made it through the night it would be a miracle.

“Let him do it. Now.” “Lunessa, there’s no time!” Vanya called out. Seraphira was still thrashing in her arms, screaming her sister’s name, sobbing until her voice cracked. I looked up toward the window. The moon hung full in the night sky. In the distance, I could hear the low howl of wolves and the soft rhythm of drums from the village below. “It’s always the damn full moon,” I whispered to myself. Then I turned to my uncle and nodded. “Do it.” And I shifted back.