Phantom Lantern Novels & Stories

Then I walked inside. The temperature dropped immediately. The mine smelled of metal, chemicals, and blood. My instincts sharpened. Every sound became clear. Footsteps. Whispers. Machines. Electricity. I moved through the tunnel slowly. No unnecessary movements. No wasted energy. The woman who had once been Luna Cross was gone. Phantom didn’t panic. Phantom observed. I reached the first junction. Two guards. I moved before either could react. One strike to the throat. Another to the nerve beneath the jaw. Both collapsed silently.

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. "

annoyed. Kazexian came down from the tree house while carrying five lanterns, he carried it very carefully. Then bring it here, and put it near the campfire. The lantern was in a wooden box, but that does not mean the lantern will be safe from damage. "Here I bring as you asked. There are five lanterns, for me, Kanzuka, Kim, Kazame, and you! " "Is it true? Can I see the lanterns? " "Yes, that's fine, you just stay there. I will show you the lanterns, a little fragile and easily damaged so be careful! ”

She pointed at the round, red paper lanterns I hung just before I was reminded on how I had to be a ‘committee’ in the Full Moon as well. “That’s what in the box,” I replied while quietly stacking the boxes before she realized that they fell down. “Well, that’s wrong! Which box?” She turned around right after I put the last box on top of the stack. “Uhh,” I pointed at any random box, “That one, I guess.” “RONNY!” She wailed again. This time, a boy who was drinking a glass of water beside the bleachers, spurted out the water out of surprise. “YOU BOUGHT THE WRONG LANTERNS!”

The swaying lantern swung back and forth, casting odd shadows as the boy approached Nya’s hiding spot. In her mind, she saw, as long as she didn’t breathe until he walked past Warrior’s stall, she wouldn’t discover her hiding there in the darkness. But he was walking so slowly, by the time he was standing directly in front of her, Nya’s lungs were burning. She needed to take a breath. If she did, she knew he would hear, and then, she’d have to deal with him in a way that would not be beneficial to the young man with the lantern.