Phantom Lantern Novels & Stories

As the white Phantom excused her, the White Phantom directed Izora down the marble steps, and the city skyline sparkled like a jeweled crown. Above them, the moon cut glittering pathways across the reflecting pool's water. Lanterns dotting the path danced across Izora's light-pink gown in golden glory.Though tonight it felt like armour, it was the kind of clothes that should have felt like a warm hug.

Not a single day in my life. I hug my arms to my chest as I pick across the beach. The mist begins to part, and through the starlight reflecting on the gems, I think I see the glow of a… a lantern. Yes, that flickering, soft amber light is stationary compared to the rippling glow of the stars shining against the gems. The mist parts further, revealing a small, stone building with a single sconce lit on its side, right beside a door.

"Are you going up?" "No. I installed a remote switch. Efficiency." He pulled a small remote from his pocket. It looked like a garage door opener. "Ready?" Cale asked. "Ready." Cale pressed the button. Click. Above them, in the glass lantern room, a light flared. It started dim, a warm yellow glow. Then it brightened. It turned white. Brilliant. Blinding. The motor whirred. The lens began to rotate. A beam of light cut through the twilight. It swept out over the ocean, hitting the waves, illuminating the whitecaps.

Luna. The figure stared at it. Silent and thoughtful. Then removed their gloves. Pale fingers tapped a keyboard. A new file opened. Labelled: PROJECT PHANTOM Status: ACTIVE The figure smiled, slowly and patiently. Like someone who had waited years for this moment. Then whispered into the darkness. “You’re finally asking the right questions.” A photograph appeared beside Luna’s image. A much older photograph. Taken decades ago, A woman with red hair, gray eyes, a face eerily similar to Luna’s.

I was the girl who had turned a cage into a lantern. As we walked back toward our small boathouse, the light from the “The Lantern” glowed on the cliffside above us—a steady, unblinking eye in the dark. It was a house made of glass, and for the first time in my life, I wasn’t afraid of who was looking in. Because I knew exactly who was looking out.

We got to a door and he opened it. "Let go in." I nodded and followed him inside. "Wow," I gawked as I came to view countless lit lanterns hanging down the ceiling. Their lights illuminated the room so brightly. "What is this?" I asked as I looked around. There was a particular one whose light shinned brighter than the rest. "Each of these lanterns represents the soul of each pack member." "Soul?" I asked in fascination and he nodded. "This one is for Luna Mother. This is for Xena. This is Me and this ridiculously bright one is Akira's."

Raw materials that are used for the lighting are scattered on the ground as people are still halfway in creating their lanterns. Different shades of Autumn are painted on the paper covering, while a family of three and four crowded together, ready for the lighting. “We all should be ready too,” Fish advised, as he strolled towards us with an orange and red lantern held by both of his hands. “Wow,” Luna exclaimed as soon as he reached us. She took the lantern from Fish’s hold, embracing it with her petite hands. The lights then slowly diminished, hinting to us that what we’re waiting for is going to start. When the lights from the posts and decorations ceased, David lighted the lantern for Lu

he agreed. I stepped back, the heat on my face giving way to the cooler night air. Around us, more lanterns lifted, and latecomers added their light to the fading first wave. Children shrieked with glee as one particularly large lantern shaped like a wolf’s head bobbed precariously before finally catching the wind and soaring. I tipped my head back. Lanterns dotted the sky. From Mooncrest. From Nightveil. From Bloodthorn. From small villages and old cities and roads that had once carried wagons with cages instead of lights.

Elys looked horrified. The system perceives itself as the root of instability. The Observer resumed compressing the sky above Nairobi in a new and distinct manner.' Not erasing the city. Targeting the lantern specifically. Aren shouted: “DON'T TOUCH IT!”. But it was too late. The geometric structure descended fully. And the lantern light—. Did not fade. It expanded. A doorway within the Observer was opened by the lantern.

How did I happen to land around it. " This is the only moveable part of the Dragon Construction. It changes it's location every night. " She answered as if reading my mind. " Wow. So cool. " my hands were automatically cupping my lips in awe. " But why so? " The corridor enchanted me from the first moment I had laid my eyes on it. Getting to know more about it was making it more magical. More surreal. We walked back, together inside as the Lady explained, " These Lanterns are the life Lanterns of the members of the Imperial Family. Each member has one. As long as their core is alive , this Lantern keeps on burning. "