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We would not feel the lack of fire overnight and our cloaks would provide sufficient warmth. I cleared an area, and began building a little fire, using my fire striker to start it. Rivyn returned to his log and angled to capture the moonlight across the pages of his book as he opened it. I saw his hair lift in a draft of magical energy. “How can you read in such poor light?” I asked him. “It’s magic,” he was distracted. “It’s not written in ink. You wouldn’t understand.” “What’s so important about that book?” I prepared the rabbit to cook, skinning and gutting it.

I am afraid of myself. I pretend to sleep as my father walks into my room. He kisses my forehead and steps out almost immediately. I stay in my room until I hear the front door shut. I check my window to see my father's carriage moving in the direction of the farm. I want more answers about me and the pack. There's only one way to find out. I stand from my bed and walk to my dresser. I sift through my clothes and pick a fluffy brown sweater that has a hood. I wear it and my black boots and step out of my room. I take a piece of bread from the kitchen and bite a bit, keeping the rest in my sweater's pocket. "I have to do this," I say to myself, exhaling slowly. I walk to the front door and op

Niamh, drawing from her knowledge of ancient texts, remarked, "There are legends of a time when neither day nor night reigned, where creation and dissolution danced in harmony." Elysia, inspired by the collective insights of her companions and feeling a deep, intuitive pull, voiced her realization, "It's twilight! The moment between day and night, where light and dark merge. It represents balance, transition, and harmony." Aeliana's ever-shifting form seemed to solidify for a moment, a smile playing on her ethereal lips. "Correct, Elysia. Twilight is the embodiment of balance, the bridge between dichotomies. It's where possibilities are endless, and realities converge."

Overall, Miyuki liked and knew how to cook, it was one of the few things she learned from her mother, and then grandma also taught her how to make a few dishes, especially the more traditional ones. After breakfast, Miyuki bought and read one of the e-books that she had reserved while waiting for a visit in Kai Ichatashiko's office. As the description and opinions of other readers indicated, the book turned out to be very interesting and addictive, so Miyuki read until late afternoon and broke away from the world of books when the newest Aoi Takashima's song was played on the radio again. It was then that Miyuki remembered his words that the night and darkness are beautiful and looked out th

We can’t always rely on our wolves to save us. The sun breaks through the tree line, offering me a breath of relief. There are only a few feet left between me and freedom. The hissing gets louder. I can feel the wind from their fast movements breathing down my neck. Dead fingers graze my shoulder, narrowly missing the chance to grab me. As the wind picks up more, my window to freedom closes. My feet feel like cement as I rush to touch the sunlight. I throw myself into a somersault and land in the sun. The vampire that must’ve been closest to me isn’t able to stop before the sun reduces her to ash. I can’t help the smile that forms at the sight. One down, who knows how many to go. I look at s

//Chandra Margaret// I immediately put all the snack that I prepared for the boys. My hands are shaking a bit as I go to the living room. There is three boys in total. I dare not to look in their faces. "H-here is the food." I clear my throat. Even my voice is shaking. The boy in the single sofa look at me. He's reading a book in his hand. I know that book! It's Our dawn is hotter than day. A book about two people who keep their night busy while sleeping in the daylight.

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The fury she felt slipped away slowly when those ocean blue eyes melted into her. "What book are you reading?" She asked softly. Kitanna tried to wipe her ear with her hands. She wondered if she missed anything between the scolding and the gentleness. Dante gulped, nodding repeatedly. Almira chuckled, "your head will fall off if you keeping nodding like that. You've not answered my question, anyway." Dante's mind went blank the minute she smiled. He couldn't even remember the name of the book he was reading. Something he swore to remember forever after turning the first few pages.

When the sun the up? Oh, well. I throw my phone carefully on the blue pillow on the bed. I haven’t read in a bit, so I take one of my favorite books. Though I have read it numerous times, it’s an epic book. I run my finger on the letters on the cover page of the book. The letters reads: THE OUTSIDERS. I sigh satisfyingly and begin my book. In a minute, I’m already lost in the world of ‘Ponyboy Curtis’, the book’s narrator.

I blink a few times, fighting the urge to fall asleep, but it's practically impossible and the last thing I think is that I feel as warm from the moonlight as I do from Soren's natural heat. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform