Novel Deep Ellum 소설 & 이야기

It started with rain. Not the kind that softly kissed sidewalks and made poets sigh, this was the kind of rain that punished glass, made traffic crawl, and turned neon lights into watery smears on the windows of Hotel Vellum. She’d chosen it for the anonymity, for the way it wrapped itself around her grief and said: stay here, nobody will ask you why your eyes are swollen. Her name was Nina Delare, and her engagement had ended exactly four hours ago.

But others… others had no name in my mind, creatures of color I couldn’t describe. I turned to Kairos in awe. “What are those?” I asked, pointing at a pair of spiraling, jellyfish-like beings with brilliant red tendrils that pulsed gently in the current. “Those are flamebells,” he replied with a smile. “They only come out this deep, and only when the water is calm. They’re harmless... but incredibly rare.” Everything was quiet here, except for the distant song of the current and the gentle thrum of life around us. There was peace in the deep, and a stillness I hadn’t realized I’d needed.

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What could it possibly be, that she had to publish it on all online platforms? Impatient, Ajeng quickly approached Ella's phone. Still at 89%. Who cared? She couldn't wait any longer. While waiting for the phone to turn on, she drank a glass of milk that Bi Parti prepared before she went to sleep. After waiting for a while, Ella's phone finally turned on. She immediately looked for the green app. What app? Her eyes fell on a green app on the front screen and she immediately opened it. "An online novel? Ella wrote a novel?" she muttered.

Murphy pulled back instantly from her, holding her hand gently and taking it off from her face, her eyes held tenaciously while locking her gaze at her, speaking rigidly in a loud voice, "THERE IS NO ELYSIUM FOR THOSE WHO DIE COWARDLY! NO ELYSIUM FOR US EVEN! IT'S FOR HEROES! WHO DEFY THEIR FATES, AND DON'T SURRENDER! IT'S NOT FOR COWARDS LIKE YOU AND ME!".

Theresa was old enough to have experience, but looked young enough to please Salem’s eyes—two key requirements for a housekeeper in his home. “Where is Salem now?” I asked. A good feeding would soothe my nerves. “He’s not at home, my lady. I couldn’t tell you.” Grumbling, I headed to Salem’s library. Perhaps he had a book I could entertain myself with. Once there, I found a book lying open on a desk. It was titled Mythic Bloodlines: Lost & Fabled Lilitu. Curious, I studied an illustration on the open page. It depicted a trio of strange-looking women, just like the ones Salem had been painting all this time. The accompanying text stated:

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All mine. I opened my eyes and slowly turned my head. Her head was resting on the pillow and facing me. She was still asleep, her eyelashes creating little half-moons under her eyes. Her lips slightly parted as she slept. I wanted to touch her cheek and caress her exposed bare arm, but I didn’t. I didn’t want to wake her just yet. I very carefully moved, reaching for my phone and turned it on, quickly turning it to vibrate. There were several messages from Richie and Khloe. They’d apparently spread the word about our elopement. There was a message from Mira, along with another from Ashley at work.

She blinked at the condition of the room, there were stacks of cup noodles at the side, there were tissues scattered on the floor, her best friend looked like a zombie with the dark bags under her eyes. “I’m done,” Elle hit her head on the table. “What?” Tasha cocked her head to the side, “I'm done with my new book,” Elle smiled as she laid her head on the table, the fatigue rolled over her as her eyelids grew heavy, slowly drooping and shut tight, she finally drifted off to sleep. The excited scream of her friends woke her up from her slumber, she squinted her eyes at the glare of the sunlight, "This is so good," She heard Irene scream in excitement, "what the hell are you guys doing?"