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Voice rough. Selena started crying. "Yeah. We lost." Ethan tried to sit up. Couldn’t. "The Moon..." "It’s in the sky." Selena said. "Half the world is gone." Ethan closed his eyes. "I’m sorry." "Don’t." Selena said. "You got us out. You saved me." Ethan looked at her. "You’re hurt." "I’m okay." Selena said. "We’re all okay." Ethan squeezed her hand. "How long?"

He curled in on himself, pressing his forehead hard against the floor, a broken sound tearing out of him. “Jane… don’t run. “Please… slow down… “I drove them all away. I got rid of them… every one of them… “Just look back at me.” Tears mixed with the liquor at the corner of his mouth and dripped onto the floor, spreading into dark stains. “I can’t catch up to you anymore… “Without you… I’m really… I’m not going to make it.”

Without her, you’ll go back to who you were. The seagulls start screaming louder, and the clouds rush across the sky, making the night wetter and colder from one second to the next. It’s simple. One word and this suffering ends.

“We need to find the rest of this book.” “I thought it was lost,” Selene said. Kara’s voice was soft. “Maybe not lost. Maybe scattered.” Theoden nodded. “Then we find the pieces.” — That night, Selene stood in the clearing behind the cabin, her eyes on the sky. The moon was pale and high, glowing just a little too bright for this time of night. Not full. Not new. Waiting. Nova stirred faintly in her mind. “It’s coming.” Selene whispered aloud, “I know.” And the sky, just for a breath, pulsed crimson at the horizon— —and faded.

Everything had changed. Without Ivan, nothing was the same. The sky, once blue, had turned into a gray canvas. The colors that had once adorned it were no longer a rainbow, but rather gray streaks of pain. There was no longer the warmth promised by sunlight. Everything felt the same every day—empty. Even the moon, which had always been soothing, had lost its charm. Its once beautiful light seemed pale, as if trapped in an eternity of faint shadows. The breeze felt hollow. The ground was no longer firm, like a fragile foundation that could collapse at any moment.

They flew through the air like jets as the wind whipped through their hair and sand hit them in the face like multiple needles. They flew until there was no more sand, instead there were lush green trees with droplets of cold rain water dripping on their heads. There were also tall mountain ranges that seemed to stretch for miles and a bunch of hills, plateaus and valleys. The two of them went and stood atop a hill overlooking the land. “Welcome to Corneria, one of the lost lands of the 13 worlds.” Said Jidana stretching out her hands. “Lost land, even in Falusia?”

The world around them was silent save for the steady patter of rain. "Allen," Serene said softly, breaking the silence. "I don’t have a home anymore." The butler stopped pushing the wheelchair. Allen, too, halted and looked at her. "My mother is gone, my sister is in prison, and my father barely comes home anymore. He’s too busy training someone else to take over the family. I’m alone." She opened her mouth as if to say more, but no words came. What could she say? This sense of isolation wasn’t new; it had always been the undercurrent of their relationship. Perhaps that realization was why she suddenly let out a dry, bitter laugh.

They accepted that Jasmine was gone and smiled at each other, ready to carry on. “Let’s go,” Hannah said with a loving smile. They both looked up at the sky and tried to release their wings but they were unable to. Garin tried again but his wings refused to come out; it was almost as if he didn’t have them anymore and it was the same for Hannah. “What’s happening to us? Why can’t we get our wings out?” Hannah asked. “I don’t know,” Garin replied. It wasn’t just their wings. They both felt different, like a part of them was missing and they had lost what made them celestial; whether it was temporary or permanent, they didn’t know.

A discomfort churned my stomach. “So what if you cut the curse on this world?” Killian smirked. “The sun is already dead and without the sun… the day can’t live. All you can do is enjoy this colourful sky and be satisfied until it turns completely black again.” My breaths trembled as I looked at him.

POV AKIRA SELENA Sometimes, if not every time, looking out the window is the same as looking at a painting whose landscape remains intact despite the advancing time on the clock suspended on the dining room wall. Skyfall is a small, quiet town protected by countless mountains in the farthest reaches of North America. The sun is a stranger to us, and when it decides to visit, it hides among the thick clouds and is not even noticed by many. My mother told me that the guardians drove the sun from our land because it reminded us of the gold and glitter of precious stones that cost the lives of many of our ancestors. So we serve the night and the moonlight, and our song is the howling of wolves t