Precious Memories Temple Novels & Stories

They reached their destination three days later, just as twilight began. The Temple stood tall on the side of a cliff. It was part of the mountain, but it also seemed separate from it. Its arches spiraled in unnatural geometry, impossible curves, and perfect angles that disoriented the eye. Runes glowed faintly along its foundation—sigils from no tongue known to Silver More. Jayden dismounted first, sniffing the air. “There’s something old here. Powerful. It doesn’t like us.” Aelin spoke calmly. "It won't matter. " She paused and looked at the Temple. "It’s waiting for me. "

"You'll see." The trip is quite short. We soon reach a red and gold Buddhist temple, with pots of trees on the stairway leading into the temple entrance. "Temple?" I wonder aloud, glancing out the window. "Zi Yan, do you remember? This place is where we first met." He anticipates for me to suddenly say that I have some sort of memory, but I slowly shake my head in guilt. I frown and rotate my eyes to the ground, "Sorry, Tenth Prince. I have no memories of it."

Ceres (stopping as the whispers grow louder): "Can you hear them? It's not just water. They're speaking... names. Stories. Prayers. All tangled together." Xavier (frowning): "One of them just said my mother's name. And yours. And... my grandfather's." Ceres (uneasy): "The river remembers what others tried to erase." The temple doors creak open on their own. A wave of heat and wind rushes out as if the building itself sighs awake. A glow radiates from within, lighting a narrow corridor. Xavier (drawing his blade): "Let's see what memory has to say to us." The Temple's Heart

In her hand, the Crownless Flame medallion throbbed with quiet urgency. She pressed it to the center of the seal. For a moment, nothing happened. Then—a breath, a sigh, a whisper from the mountain’s heart. The door slid open, weightless as thought. Inside, the temple did not greet her with grandeur, but with memory. The first chamber was a library, but it held no books. No scrolls. Instead—echoes. Glass panels lined the walls, each one holding a moment in light and color. When touched, they sang soft, harmonic chords that carried more than sound: emotion, memory, grief, and hope.

So, she “Let’s get down.” Malachi’s voice came, and she looked at him, making a surprised-questioning sound, “hun?!” “Are we getting down here?” She asked. “Yeah.” “This is Brook’s restaurant.” She reminded him. “I know.” “It is the biggest restaurant in the city.” She worded. “Everyone knows that.” He shook his head. “Thing are very expensive here.” She said. “I know. Let’s just get down.” “Okay.”

**** ~ Flashback ~ Before heading to the library, Evelina and Rissa are on their way to the opposite end of the class to the library. Evelina walks and she stops from her path, she just remembers that there was something she forgot. Seeing Evelina's reaction stop, Rissa asks her. "Eve, what's wrong? Is there anything you left in the classroom?" "No, I forgot something. That actually, I wanted to return the book in the library," she replied.

When we go to the other side of the lake and Stacy gets up from the boat, then help me up from the boat. "Come with me, I need to show you something" She took me by my arm and walked me to the place that I have no memory of happening in my dream, she took me to this temple. "I will open the door for you, but I can't walk into the temple. The temple will not allow any zodiac sisters who broke the rules of the Zodiac signs, into the temple." So when she opened the door, I turned around to talk to her about what was happening, she was gone out of the blue and I took a step into the temple that was not destroyed like the other one in Everwood. The temple was all stone and the statue of the zod

As Alex said, Precious tried to leave all the bad and sad memories and only brought beautiful memories home with her. While staring at the cloud they passed from the window of the Precious plane, they continued to wash their brains by remembering one beautiful memory that happened during their honeymoon. Precious continued to do that until she had no chance to remember painful memories. And when she couldn't think of any good memories Precious would hold Alex's hand and look into his face. To be continued............. Watch out for season two

He gestured at the space around him. "The Half World?" "The Temple," he said. "It acts as a halfway point to the realm of the dead, just as the Stanwood Vault and the Manser's Altar acted as a halfway point to this world." "So, you can't leave the Temple? At all?" Poe gave me a sad smile. "Correct." I turned away, leaning my elbows on my knees to bury my head in my hands. "I'm glad we came out here then, and not just for John."

Rhea’s voice is soft behind me. I nod. "She didn’t speak. She just... looked at me." Rhea’s gaze is solemn. "The dead speak in ways we forget how to hear. The Temple is close. And she’s trying to prepare you." We leave at dawn. The forest shifts again, the trees growing thinner, the air sharper. The moment we step into the last clearing, I feel it. Power. The Temple of Moons stands carved into the side of a jagged hill, the stone glowing faintly with blue runes. Massive double doors sit at the top of a worn staircase, their surface etched with the phases of the moon.