Precure Symbols Novels & Stories

she warned before applying blue and silver designs to my face. She wasn't kidding. The paint was freezing against my skin. “Each symbol means something,” Elder Patricia explained as she worked. “The crescent moon on your forehead—wisdom. The wolf tracks on your cheeks—strength. The circles on your collarbone—the bond between Luna and Alpha.” I watched in the mirror as my face transformed into something ancient and powerful. Damn. I actually looked like a Luna. Before we headed to the ceremony, Christian pulled me into a private room. Then he dropped to his knees.

She flipped the pages and instead of reading, we looked for the symbols and we copied all of them down. There was a wave. A bird. A knife. A flame. A heart. What looked like two spikes going down. A crown. A flower petal. Those symbols were repeated throughout the book. ”A bird,” Lydia said and flipped to the first page we had seen the bird symbol. ”It reads something about serenity,” ”Meaning?” I said with a raised brow. ”Let’s see,” Lydia skimmed over the text before going back and reading it again, trying to make sense of what little information could be read.

Caleb called out quietly. I turned my head to look at him. Caleb was holding out his right hand, his sleeve pulled back to his forearm. Printed deeply into his skin, burning with the same golden light, was a second symbol. It was the sigil of earth. A cold realization washed over me, striking my heart like a physical blow. These were the exact three symbols carved into the three separate pieces of the Moonclaw. "What does this mean?" I whispered, staring from Caleb's arm back to my own glowing waist. "What are we doing to her?"

Kylie immediately to started noticing that on there were already some of changes taking of the place to all of the symbols in all over her body right on there about right now. The constellation symbol that was right on Kylie's right arm right now even looks so much of bigger and more bigger and fills all of Kylie's right arm on there about right now. The crescent moon symbol on Kylie's body also looks so much of bigger, and also has a some of the new pattern of little stars on it about right now too. Kylie who saw all of that immediately took a deep breath on there right now.

Nerina pointed to the eastern ocean. "My sanctuary." Aurel pointed to the northern mountains. "My temple." A third symbol pulsed beneath a vast desert. "The Guardian of Flames," Orion said. Another glowed within an endless forest. "The Guardian of Earth." A fifth shimmered over frozen lands beyond the northern sea. "The Guardian of Time." The sixth appeared over a chain of floating islands hidden among the clouds. "The Guardian of Stars." Finally... The last symbol appeared directly beneath Willowbrook Academy. Everyone stared. Lucien frowned.

After Sonya’s evasions and Harold’s warnings, giving another adult information about my mother felt like stepping onto the same thin ice Jesse had made me imagine beside the lake. Chrissy shifted closer to my side. “Why do you want to know?” I asked. Professor Mansfield looked from me to the damaged book spread across our table. “That symbol is ancient.” “What symbol?” “The silver setting around your stone.” My fingers tightened over the pendant beneath my sweater. Professor Mansfield pulled out the empty chair across from us and sat. “A crescent surrounding a circle. It predates every modern pack crest currently recognized by the council.” I thought of the dream, of the round moonstone glow

Rendered final now by Nora’s hands and heart. It had six pieces. Six symbols. Six souls. We took our place around it—Nora at the center, the rest of us forming the outer ring like the spokes of a wheel. Palms pressed to the ground, each one making contact with the sigil at the spot where our House mark had been carved: a wolf head for Hawthorne. A flame and crown for Aurelian. Bat wings for Nerezza. An open book for Everley. A tree for Bloodpine. A circle of runes for Runebound.

Forgetfulness. Mae screamed and Eliane held her tightly. Then the twelfth symbol changed. The mark for forgetfulness disappeared. A new symbol replaced it: an open hand. Luna stopped breathing because she knew that symbol… They all did: Aurelia, Mara, the witnesses, the Four Corners game, the empty hand. Darius stared at the symbol. “That doesn’t mean forgetting.” Eliane looked toward Mae. “No.” Luna understood first. “It means letting go.”

Cassius and Hanaele brought me to a hidden place which growing plants and species surrounded by it. Right in front of their towering wooden gate, a logo of a fierce-looking eagle captured my sight. I think this is their logo. There were also four symbols behind it, which meaning confused me. It was a familiar writing style from ancient times, but they made it more creative this time with a fixed circle surrounded by the eagle that looked like an eye.