Myth の小説・ストーリー

He opened the beer and passed one bottle each. "Guys. What's more strong? Love or hate"? He started the conversation after a moment of thinking. "Depends. If it's to revenge, then hate. Otherwise Love". Conrad replied. "But what if we are not sure about Love"? Noah asked. "Baby you can't hate someone if you have never loved someone. Hate never comes alone. It's always the other side of Love, like two sides of a coin". Conrad said. Noah looked into his eyes. "But..."

“To the coast, or the north, or the mountains. Leave the myth behind.” Carolina pressed back against him and imagined it: a wild place where nothing expected her. For a split second, she wanted it. But— “The myth is the only thing that keeps us,” she said. “Besides, you’d get bored.” He didn’t argue. She liked that about him.

DISBELIEF. Inability to accept that something is true or real. Opening his eyes, Dylan couldn’t believe he was back to being admitted to the hospital for an incident he could have avoided. He feels a sharp pain come from his lower abdomen and curses under his breath as he could have avoided the knife if not for missing a step.

“You’re not a dragon! You’re a person! Obviously.” He snickered at her, his perfect lips pulling up into a snide smile. “At the moment, that’s true. But I can be a dragon again any time I’d like. Nya, I’m a shifter.” Her eyebrows shot up as again she tried to process what he was telling her. That wasn’t possible! Shifters had faded from the earth many years ago, when the Heart of Magic went missing. Rumor had it that the gemstone was being kept in the evil kingdom of Beelzanborg, but Nya had no way of knowing if that was true. Regardless, shifters were no longer in existence, so this person standing across from her, this Slate, had to have lost his mind.

Each telling of the tale varies, but the central theme is always that of a sea witch or sorceress who finds or kidnaps a beautiful girl, and raises her until fate intervenes in the form of a young man. Of particular interest to students of Celtic mythology is the male character, a romantic yet disruptive force. He is always depicted as either a seductive demon in the form of a beautiful young man, or a celestial angel, a pirate, a faery prince or a chivalrous knight. In light of this, the myth is notable for its connection to the band of heroes known by several names (most commonly the Fiacha Rudraigh or the Fianna) – a group of

A place of myth with a lot of questionable history on its disappearance. The Lost City of Atlantis.

It wouldn't hurt to briefly look around. All I had to guide me were the rumors and myths about the Fae and their realm. The problem with myths, is that you never know what might be real. Myth says the Fae can't lie, but no one has ever been able to prove that. Out of all the legends I knew, there was one fact. Monsters came from this realm, some harboring magic while others had claws, fangs, or poison. All were deadly, and all caused death when they managed to find a portal and cross over. Remembering all of the myths I knew, I suddenly felt very exposed. My eyes da

I was a princess in the kingdom of Almelda, a beautiful place very far from here. Our lives were doing great until when king Alword from Sinae Kingdom and his men attacked us unexpectedly. That day was truly awful, father lost his life so as our entire people. It broke my heart so much. Mom and i had to escape that night, we came to live here because our lives would be at risk if we stayed back. It has been five years now, mom got a job and we are doing just fine. Although I still see him, King Alword in my dreams haunting me.

He still warned them, and he was ready to walk out of the forest, but when he was just about to step out of the woods, he was bounced back; he felt weird and again tried to walk, but still, he was bounced back. He felt horror, and an alarming bell rang in his mind. He knows there have always been rumors about this forest in the city, But he never paid attention to that; after all, who can say how much truth would those rumors hold, Because of that, he would always laugh and dismiss those words, Like, 'Something is going on in this forest, and if anyone enters the sunset, those people will never come out alive.' 'There is a monster residing in this forest, which eats humans'

I asked him, panic thick in my voice as I suddenly looked around in fright and waited for whatever this evil may be to suddenly attack me since I was aware of its existence. "Tis a tale, is it not?" he casually spoke with a shrug and I shook my head. "There is truth in myths, Abigor. You of all people should know that," he was a man of intelligence, no doubt a man that should be aware of truths in all matters myth or folklore, "and what you have described...only one mythical creature is capable of sucking the blood out of its victims..." Master Abigor looked down at me, his eyes emotionless yet ea