Never Fades Away Novels & Stories

Something I can't explain. Something I wish would never go away.

I now thought that death was not a good thing anymore because I will never see my family if that happens. 'Can you at least tell me what to do?' I asked. No reply. Why? Why can't she reply? 'Goddess?' I called. 'She's gone. But, guess what? I'm back!' It wasn't the Goddess voice anymore. It was just Audrey who chuckled. I huffed and relaxed my body. What should I do? I felt so stupid right now. This was so not me. 'We'll be alright, don't worry.' Audrey said cheering me up. The good would rise after the struggle, right? Yeah, I wish.

The ammonia was suddenly just ammonia again , biting, sterile, and entirely unhelpful. I was kneeling on the marble floor of the conservatory, my hands steady, clearing the last shards of glass from the broken bottle of lemon polish. I felt nauseous, not from the chemical scent, but from the recent, sickening proximity of Ethan Grant.

If I did, I wasn't sure if I was able to keep up my tough facade for even just a second. 'I miss you, Evan. If I had a choice, I wish it were you beside me at the very end. I'm… So afraid of dying alone…' - As Evan watched Melody's car disappear around the bend, the uneasiness in his heart only grew stronger. Even after driving for six or seven hours down the highway, the sense of uneasiness stuck in his bones like a plague. Irritated, he stepped on the accelerator like his life depended on it. Beside him, Jane glanced at his wrist and spoke cautiously. "Evan, your watch is gone. Did you leave it back at the inn? Should we go back and look?"

Not even close. ***********

Not now. Not ever.

Seeing that I didn't message him back, Shawn scoffed and walked away, and that's when Aster slowly came to. His sweat and blood had dried, sealing his eyelids shut. Too weak to stand, he groped blindly toward the familiar staircase, crawling forward with great effort. "Mommy… I want to go back to Mommy…" Doctors and nurses passing by whispered among themselves—some in pity, others in ridicule. I followed behind Aster, my soul pierced by a thousand needles. Step by step, each feeling like a lifetime. By the time he finally made it back to me, my blood had long since frozen in the cold night air, but Aster didn't understand. He smiled brightly. "Mommy's not bleeding anymore!"

“I forgive you. But there is no going back for us. May the Moon Goddess guide you to a new path.” Logan swayed on his feet, a single tear tracing a path down his cheek. He gave a final, solemn nod, then left the ballroom, his shoulders slumped in defeat.

A single tear slipped from the corner of my eye and fell onto the withered petals. In the end, Julia and I had nothing left but a love that bloomed too briefly and faded too soon. The End.

Broken no more. Burning forever. Together. Always.