Sidon Of The Zora Watery Bridge Novels & Stories

Selene’s POV The Lethe bridge is suspended over the turquoise waters of the lagoon, its silver cables and solid deck reflected in the crystalline surface. A few meandering shifters and workers on late lunch breaks are scattered along the length of the bridge, none of whom look anything like the rogues I imagined.

Trial by Light The Bridge of Living As Aiden and the gang came out onto a rocky plateau, the foliage began to shrink. A huge gap lay in front of them, its depths obscured by a never-ending blackness that looked to be pulsing with life. An old bridge stretched across the emptiness, cracked and corroded, its surface shining dimly with complex, shifting patterns. With his hand on his blade, Lucian examined the bridge. "This is where we're headed?" Aiden looked down at the crystal he was holding. Its light became brighter, pulsing against his hand as if it were desperate to get out. Then suddenly it was floating in midair, out of his reach.

He could do anything. “Zaiden…” Cyra shouted, while looking and running here and there in search of him. “This is not funny. Please come out,” tears had already started building up in her eyes, just with the thought of the worst. That river held the power of ending any life. It looked extremely deep and dangerous. “ZAIDEN……” Cyra screamed his name on the top of her lungs, but received no answer, and this was enough for Cyra to do that irrationality of running towards the edge of that bridge to jump down in order to look for him.

The night before we are supposed to make our marriage official at the town hall, I decide to leave my fiance, Don Luca Camorra. For five years, Luca's friends have believed I'm nothing more than a gold digger. No one believes it more than Giulia Sereni, the girl who grew up alongside him. She claims that a woman like me—a girl who claws her way out of the slums—can never hide the greed in her eyes. So, to prove that I love Luca for who he is, not for his money, I don't spend a single cent of his money throughout all those years. Even the engagement rings we exchanged five years ago are carved from wood. But when Giulia finds out, she only sneers. "Someone who asks for nothing usu

Every so often, a crow cawed overhead — like a reminder that life was already reclaiming what war had tried to erase. And still, the mark pulsed. It didn’t stop until we reached the river crossing. The water there was murky, running faster than usual, carrying the remnants of the last storm. I stopped on the bank and crouched down, dipping my fingers into it. The instant the cold hit my skin, something flashed behind my eyes — a vision, sharp and sudden. Fire. Blood. And a voice — the Luna’s again — whispering: “The bridge is not a path. It is a wound.”

carriage they had arrived in was a burnt-out husk in the plaza. ​"We can't get to the docks," Marcus noted, pointing to the line of steam-tanks blocking the bridge. "They’ve bottled us in." ​Rhea looked out over the artificial waterfall that powered the city. The water was white and churning, dropping into a deep, rocky basin that led to the southern canal. "We don't go to the docks. We go to the water." ​"That’s a three-hundred-foot drop into a rock-bed, Alpha," Sela said, her eyes wide.

It seems like if you jumped down from the bridge, the water will devour your whole body and you will eventually end up dying in it. “Just by staring at the waves beneath as if I’m out of breath,” I exclaimed loudly. Samael gave me a bizarre glance. “Do you believe it’s merely a river? You’re mistaken because it’s highly crystalline acids, and your body will gradually dissolve if you fall in this bridge or touched it, which is where killing me slowly comes in.” I was taken aback by what he said. “You’re serious, right? Has anyone dared to jump onto the bridge?” I wondered.

Zachary’s unconcerned voice came out of nowhere abruptly. Garrison felt like he had been abandoned amid a blizzard instantly. He could feel a freezing chill down his spine, and it was spreading outward into his limbs. “Zachary Connor, the Rainbow Bridges are historical sites! You’d be challenging the law if you were to demolish them!” Zachary smirked. “You should’ve reminded me about that earlier because those two bridges should’ve already been torn down to ruins by my men.”

He helped Lilith down and they both walked over a bridge that connected to the other side. There was a river running through the bridge. They stopped for a moment and leaned against the concrete raising. There were so many jagged rocks down below that if anyone tried to jump into this water, they were going to head against the rocks. Instant death. She shuddered. "As clear as this water is, it's really dangerous," Leon said beside her as he studied the water intently. "I can imagine someone being thrown over or jumping into it. I don't want to think of the blood and gore."

Miami was no longer a city of neon and asphalt; it was a "Hydro-Biological Gateway." Twenty years of rising tides had claimed the South Beach skyline, turning the Art Deco masterpieces into skeletal reefs. But where the old world had seen a catastrophe, the Vane Foundation had seen an opportunity for the first "Sombra-Urban Integration."