Original English Light Novels & Stories

I pushed the door open. The hearing chamber was lit with something that was not the valley site luminescence and was not any light I had seen before. Something that made the valley site luminescence look the way a candle looks beside the sun. Not blinding. Not harsh. The opposite of harsh. The specific quality of light that exists before light was divided into kinds. The original light. I stood in the doorway of the hearing chamber with Aether in my arms and Damien’s hand over mine and I looked at what was in the room.

The corrupted army answered with deafening howls. Captain Lyra lowered her eyes. "No..." Across the valley, the Primordial Darkness smiled. "I expected nothing less." --- Then... Another sound reached the battlefield. A slow, steady heartbeat. Boom. Boom. Boom. Golden light appeared inside the fading dust. At first it was only a faint glow. Then it grew brighter. Brighter still. Until it shone like the rising sun. Varkor's ears twitched. The smile disappeared from the Primordial Darkness's face. The golden light stepped forward.

Elijah looked at Alexander. Alexander looked at Elijah. The October light moved across the room, shifted slightly as a cloud passed in front of the sun, then returned—the pale gold, the specific colour, the light that Alexander had chosen because it was the light that made things look like what they were. "Please face each other," the officiant said. "And speak your vows." ---

] [At first, I thought Mom and Dad had changed their minds, but it was Ethan who got out of the car. The moment Bonnie read that line, Ethan's expression showed panic. Trying to stay calm, he turned to look at Dad. "Dad, today is our graduation party. It's the day Celia and I both got accepted into Kingstone College. Why does Ms. Leighton keep talking about Henry?" Celia immediately understood what he was trying to do and chimed in. "Ms. Leighton has always favored Henry. Could it be that Henry paid her to slander us?" "Ms. Leighton, don't you have any ethics in this profession?"

The shield closed, and we were left to wait outside. An hour passed. Then two. In the third hour, the circle began to flicker with an unnatural light, a color that didn't belong in a proper healing ritual. Martha gripped my arm nervously. "That light… something's wrong." Elder Thomas's face grew grim. "She's using the wrong herbal combination. If this continues, it will—" His words were cut off by a guttural, animalistic scream. The sound was completely inhuman, filled with pain, despair, and… an unspeakable horror.

I clicked on my lighter, but nothing happened. “Here,” and a flame appeared from my right. I leaned in, pulling on my cigarette to get it going. I looked further up the arm, and there stood a young man, probably a little older than me but not a lot. He had a buzzcut, something that looked like he did it himself, with impeccable green eyes. “Don’t mind Ed,” he said, a small smile playing on his lips. “He was born that way, and we can’t seem to change it.” His accent was so thick, I had to concentrate a little to understand what he said. “I’m Liam,” he ended, holding out his hand.

However, as I neared the staircase, a kid came barreling towards me. In that split second, I tumbled down the stairs. Agony ripped through my belly, and as I stared at the dark red liquid spreading on the floor, darkness closed in. ... Marvin stood in the sterile hospital corridor, staring at a lifeless form under a stark white sheet. He read the doctor's report, each word a leaden weight. He cursed his knowledge of the words, cursed his own feeble strength. He had clung to hope, believing time would heal.

Paul nervously chuckled, releasing my hands. "Let me capture your photos now." Paul suggested, making his way across the room. "You seem to have captured everyone's liking, wife." Justin approached me and I stared at him. Then, Mr. Paul spoke up, "Camera lights are ready for action, sir." Justin gestured for me to proceed, but I shook my head;I wasn't quite ready yet. He furrowed his brows, I quietly looked away. "Don't tell me you're camera-shy." I heard Justin scoff.

She was like April sky, sunrise in her eyes Child of light, shining star, fire in her heart Brightest day, melting snow, breaking through the chill October and April He was like frozen sky in October night Darkest cloud, endless storm, raining from his heart Coldest moon, deepest blue, tearing down the spring October and April Like hate and love, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start Like light and dark, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start We were like loaded guns, sacrificed our lives We were like love undone, craving to entwine Fatal touch, final thrill, love was bound to kill October and April (...) The Rasmus ft. Anette Olzon - Oc

I couldn't see past the dinning table but I knew there was more space. Just then Ms. Odelle's final words came back. 'Only clean where the light touches.' I ignored the chill that ran up my spine and continued to clean.