Novel & Cerita Sagittarius Myths

I needed to rectify the mistakes of the past in order to secure a brighter future for my pack. Sage's response held the weight of her wisdom as she said, "I will explore the ancient texts and seek the guidance of the spirits. But I want you to be prepared for the possibility that the path to redemption may be fraught with great sacrifice and uncertainty. The Moongoddess's wrath is a force to be reckoned with, and reversing her curse will not come easily."

“It’s not a bad thing, Sage. Witch is just a shifter term for special, powerful. I’m guessing you’re a seer.” “A what?” I asked. “A seer. She can see things in the future, you know, like me coming.” We always knew Sage was different but had no information about what that was or what it meant so we kept it hidden. I still couldn’t believe she had even mentioned it so openly with him. “What do you know about this?” I asked him suddenly excited at the idea of finding some answers that I never dreamed we could have. “I don’t know a lot about it, I’m afraid. I can check the archives for you if you are concerned.” “There are others like me?” Sage asked.

Yeye Omo expresses, finally coming forward. “I’m all ears.” “There is a rumor that Sango the god of thunder had a daughter before his ascension to godhood, and the child was sent into hiding because a group of witches sought to kill her. It is said that within this linage there would occasionally be a child in whom Sango’s power of thunder would lay dormant, and such child would have the mark of the axe,” Yeye Omo explains. “All of the witches who have found such descendants and have seen the mark over centuries would always die, spurting blood as they tried to report their findings to the higher ups, and so the witches have since stopped looking for the lineage a long time ago.”

There was something called a lament by Thoth, an Egyptian god known to the Romans as Mercury. 'Gods will leave earth and forsake Egypt. Only tales of it will be left which the future generations won't believe. Once humans lose their connection with the spirit, they will lead a life solely driven by materialism. There will come a time when the earth will be purged with fierce fires, war, and disease. Order will be brought back into the cosmos and nature will heal.'

If I saw it right, the goddess, who is sacredly known as the Luna goddess, was intelligent. “That's a basic part of the explanation,” I said to Archer. “How do werewolves’ figure into this whole mystical tale?” Archer looked at me with a frown. “I will must have explained it to you,” Archer said with his arms crossed. “My father told me fairy tales, so I won't take anything he's told me as truth when he's lied to me my whole life,” I said sternly.

I stared at him, unamused. "My original name is Sienna, not Selene," I stressed. "Wrong. You are Selene, the moon goddess," he said. I stared at him, convinced that he was, in some way, unhinged. "If I'm Selene, the moon goddess, does that make you Hades, the god of death?" His face went blank. "That's right. It also means Aries is the god of war." I stared at him, wide-eyed. Although I didn't want to believe it, he was telling the truth. It was written all over his face.

"She sounds like she was an amazing woman." I nodded, feeling the familiar ache in my chest. "She was." I pointed up at the sky. "See that one? Orion. My mom always told me it was the constellation of a great hunter. And there—that's Cassiopeia. She was a queen who was punished for her vanity." Hayden hummed in interest. "And that one?" He gestured toward another cluster of stars. I smiled. "That's Cygnus, the swan. There are different myths about it, but my mom always told me the version where the swan was a loyal friend. It reminded her of how true friends stands the test of time."

*Maybe it's because they are loyal. Nara’s voice boomed in my ears. I rolled my eyes, shutting her out. We had not spoken in days, and I guess I am just really angry she's attracted to dickheads as mates. Sage stopped before me, hands behind his back, posture and face, rigid as always. “Why?” He asked a question I didn't really expect from him. “I believe it's my destiny,” I replied pointing at my arm, where the mark of the Goddess rested. Sage stared at my sleeve-covered arm, “What destiny?”

Lucian catches a falling star and hurls it back into the sky as a new constellation. Kayo convinces the moon god that stealing the moon is actually his idea. Rowan quotes a footnote so obscure Death forgets why it came. We keep crossing, keep rewriting, keep breaking every legend that was written before we were born. At 00:03 left on the timer, all six stories collapse into one. We stand in the center of the Crucible Ring again, surrounded by the smoking remains of six dead myths. The pedestals are gone. Thunderstrike takes a slow sip of coffee.

"'Vampires' is just easier to say." Ruthie stiffened beside me. "Some akharu are cursed and some aren't," she said. Of course! Maybe that's why I'd had that mixed up answer the other night when Conrad, Zander, and Ruthie had quizzed me about the supernatural lore. "You were right," Zander said in my mind. I looked up at him to see a look of pure awe in his eyes. "What do you mean?" asked Maverick. Ruthie launched into the sethian myth about the origin of the races, how one guy killed another guy and how he became cursed because of it. Using my truth-sensing ability we'd discovered that although parts of the myth were wrong, there had still been a curse.