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It was alive. "The sun... it’s really coming, isn't it?" Sofia asked, turning her head toward the horizon. The clouds had finally broken. A thin, golden sliver of the true sun peaked over the jagged ridges of Eldergloom, casting a long shadow across the ruins of the palace. It wasn't the orange fire of the wells or the blue light of the stone. It was just the sun. "It’s here, Sofia," Zilo said, looking up with a weary grin. "The long night is over."

The corner of his mouth curved one millimeter. It did not know this person. But it recognized the light in his palm. That light was the same color as the refracted ice crystals on the Northern ice plains. It had seen it on the ice plains. Every spring, when the snow and ice began to melt, the first ray of sunlight would strike the ice surface and refract pale gold light. It had always thought that was the sunrise. Now it knew. It was someone waiting. Waiting for three hundred years. No longer waiting.

"I shouldn't have bribed him. He deserved… so much more than that. I wish he had shown me these plans before he left. He left them in my office, practically hidden them there, like he was embarrassed of them but still wanted me to see." "It is time for Rowan to find his mate, Ethan. You're not wrong about that." "It's the way I went about it that's the problem." I sighed, looking out over the railing at our view. We could see the entire inlet from the deck and the village below, the metal roofs of the cabins reflecting in the blood-orange light of the sunset. This time of year the sun barely touched the horizon before lifting again, the sky a seemingly permanent violet blue. 'Land of Midnigh

Joseph felt the wind knocked out of him as he heard the whistle followed by the loudest sound he's ever heard in all his 16 years under the Tau Ceti sun. A whiz and BOOM. Whiz and BOOM. Explosion after explosion came pummeling down onto them. An unending barrage of terrifying heat and sound and fireball crashed all around them. Joseph covered his face as clods of disturbed earth pelted and rained down on him. His screams were drowned out by the loud thunders. It went on forever. Until it didn't. Then it stopped. He heard nothing afterwards except the constant ringing in his ear.

“Ki Lembu Narawara is highly respected by the royal court. Even the Sultan himself can’t simply do whatever he wants there. We’ll ask Ki Lembu to shelter us.” “How far away is it?” “Pretty far, but I estimate we can make it there in less than a day and a night if we leave now.” “But it’s already late afternoon. Nightfall is coming. We’ll have to stop somewhere and spend the night.” “Exactly. My travel estimate includes time for rest and sleep.” “What if we run into a band of forest robbers? You’re confident you can handle them alone?” Rinjani nodded. “I am. Our only real problem tomorrow morning will be Alas Mayit, the Corpse Forest. The road to the Sun School takes us straight through it.”

She got up in a rush from their king-size bed and looked at the time. The time was 1: 00 am. “Today is the 2nd day of July 2019. Game on, Brother. Game on, F-ing Moon goddess!.” “Why are you speaking to yourself, my beautiful vixen?”. Salvatore inquired, yawning and putting his curling midnight hair in place. Velda stood by their large window staring outside at the full moon, she felt the moon mocking her. A single tear fell from her eyes. Salvatore rushed over to her, hugging her from behind. He kissed her red hair, adjusted her luscious hair from the nape of her neck, breathed on it, and gave her light kisses on the neck to the collar bone.

It is late summer, but the weather is chilly, as it is almost always in the northernmost part of the Nordic region. The midnight sun shines with its last rays and guides them through the mountain’s ranges. The winds that form powerful gusts across the open, barren landscape make Indra's frozen fingers cramp as she holds the reins. "Where are you taking us?" Laurin whispers in her ear. His breath is warm on her skin and creates small faint tufts in the air around them.

POV DARLENE The peace we had found at the Lunar Well was a fragile crystalline thing, beautiful but terrifyingly thin. For a few hours, the North didn't feel like a battlefield or a ledger; it felt like a living entity, breathing in rhythm with the violet-gold sap that now thrummed through the Heartwood. But as the first real dawn of our "Resonant" era began to paint the snow in shades of rose and iron, the southern horizon didn't bring the sun. It brought a Digital Eclipse.

I squinted and gave the bomb expert a half-smile. "There’s no need to waste time with words.” "Just do your thing, and quick." He nodded and got down to business with his tools. I licked my back teeth. Great. Now of all times I was dying for a smoke. The afternoon in Safrana? It was blazing hot. I had been standing in the blazing sun for what felt like an eternity, and it seemed like the sun was trying to cook me alive.

His focus was ahead as if he was looking through the wind and finding his way in that broad hazy day. The summer had just departed and the days and nights had started to get chilly in the Valley, but it wasn’t yet Winter. The whole Valley turned dark for one long month when it was winter getting no amounts of sunlight. Dank had paid much attention to the comforts of his people in recent years bringing in more and more technological materials in the valley. They used to conserve sunlight for crops and lighthouses in the winter. Unlike other days, it was a little hazy with occasional sun and fog.