Mothwing Cloak Novels & Stories

Yet when the moon climbed high and the forest glowed silver, Thalor stepped forward first and knelt before me. In his palms rested a cloak, woven from shadow-thread and moon-silk, dark as midnight yet shimmering faintly like starlight caught in motion. Along its edges were etched ancient runes of protection and command, symbols once reserved for queens of old. When he dropped it over my shoulders, warmth flooded through me, sinking into my skin and into my bones. “This cloak will hide you from hostile eyes and strengthen your aura,” Thalor said quietly. “It carries the loyalty of Shadowmere. Wherever you stand, they will feel that you are not alone.”

Our manager is one tough cookie to crack,a minute late he will lecture you to for being tardy wishing you'd crawl back and never be seen. I sigh as I take out my contacts for my disguise looks.After all have been through and deciding to cloak myself as Marie,I also had to change my looks choosing a blonde wig and blue eye contacts hiding my grey eyes.I also had to tan myself a bit to hide my pale skin.I closed my eyes letting myself fall into slumber with only one thought in mind,time to reign.

Although she was grateful for Jin’s presence because at least he had someone whom he could lean on but to think that he would even send Jin out, the chief was more into this war than Richi ever expected him to be. Richi could take it any longer. She got up from her bed. She couldn’t sleep anyways. She tied her hair and grabbed her hooded black cloak. Made of silk, it was lightweight and wouldn’t really do her anything good in the cold weather but it was special. It was made of Ristokoa fiber, passed through on by their late instructor. The user of the cloak was blessed with a hidden barrier. It was like an encased wind is released whenever she is in immediate danger. As long as she wears it,

Not with Werewolves and the Council-appointed sentries on your track. "I might have a way around it. I might be able to create a Cloak that would hide us for a quarter of an hour." Aldrich's head whips toward me. "But don't you have to perform the Blood Ritual for that?" "No. Not for this smaller Cloak. It will provide protection only for a few minutes, and this Cloak will move with us. It'll only hide us from view though. Our pursuers will still be able to hear us. And scent us."

The Ghost-Scripts in the Snow Four silhouettes were moving toward the lodge. They weren't using "Standard" lights or "Mechanical" tools. They were draped in "Zero-Point" thermal-cloaks—fabrics woven with "Recursive" cooling filaments that matched the ambient temperature of the blizzard. To Aria’s scanner, they were invisible. To the naked eye, they were "Data-Stains" in the white. "The Syndicate," Ethan hissed. "Mikhail’s 'Recovery Scouts' don't play by the 'Common Ledger'."

She then motioned her head to the right, signaling the elf to quickly move out. "That took longer than I expected. I almost fell asleep." Jim commented with a yawn as he stood up and stretched his arms. "But I'm glad to see you again, May!" He walked towards her with a mischievous smile. Once he got closer to her, he was suddenly greeted with a dark cloak harshly thrown right in his face. "Geez, could you just give it to me nicely like a kind loving lady." The elf complained. "Which I am not." Mayari replied. "The cloak is similar to mine, casted with invisibility magic. Use it to stay out of sight."

"There's a protective light shield around the Great Spiritual Marrow. It's formed by the powerful figure in the Will!" "Under normal circumstances, not even a Insight warrior can break it!" "Of course, I have a way to get rid of this cloak!" "You have to know that the cloak I'm wearing can attack and defend. Its power is beyond your imagination." "It's a pity that I need a lot of treasures and ores to activate its power. That's why I want you to share some of my ores!" Did he use that cloak to break the shield? A trace of shock flashed across Zephyr Khan's heart when he heard these words.

Fang Tianyi put away the straw-knitted pot lid. Xie Jieyu found a gray embroidered cloak. The cloak was a little worn out like a large piece of rotten cloth, and the patterns on it were basically difficult to recognize. The patterns should be some kind of flower that had been extinct, but this piece of rag had an amazing effect. When Xie Jieyu put it on her body, she immediately became completely invisible. Both her aura and image completely disappeared into the void. She was still standing there, but when Ding Hao reached out his hand, it was like passing through the air.

"They cannot unless you wish it. You felt the magical field as you stepped off the man-made ground and onto the fresh earth. That was a masking spell to make you vanish from those who look this way. Only those who you bring with you or you wish to see you will be able to do so. The magical field also deters people from venturing this way. They may see the water and plant life, but as they draw nearer, it diverts them another way, so they won't even know they headed this way in the first place." Rhychard nodded his approval. "Sort of like a cloaking device. Now that will be handy." This time, it was the elf's turn to look at him with confusion. "I am not familiar with this cloaking device." R

Camille Montgomery suddenly smiled and said, "Why don't I go and see where the unlucky guy came from? By the way, I should observe the strength of the devil prince. Otherwise, next time he will use his realm to suppress me, and I can't resist." After making up her mind, the cloak on Camille Montgomery suddenly bulged without any wind. After a while, the cloak carried her and flew toward the army of devils. Just as another tall and thin man spread his wings and rose into the air, a long and thin thread suddenly stretched out from Camille Montgomery’s cloak. This thread was probably only one-thousandth as thick as the hair. At this moment, the thread accurately landed on the devil's wings and