Solitude Block Tales Novels & Stories

Rocks dug into my spine and the cold seeped into my bones. I fixed my gaze on a worn copy of ‘A Light So Tender’ as I waited for the footsteps to pass. It was a nonsense folktale about wolves giving up their packs to be together and living in the wilderness. I wrinkled my nose at the idea, even though it hit a little too close to home at present. It had been penned as a romance, but to me it read more as a tragedy. “We need to get her away from Ares,” Nazte said. My lip curled at the sound of his voice.

If he was going to get out of here, he needed to know every inch of this godforsaken place. He didn’t have beautiful memories outside this place. He was always hungry, yet he also couldn’t stomach what they were doing there. They were killing each other because FATHER ordered it. They were like puppets that shouldn’t have their own awareness. When he was alone or with Raja and everyone else was asleep, Tales would sketch maps, though calling them “maps” was generous. They were chaotic, messy doodles of squares and lines, barely resembling the compound. But they made sense to him. And he was proud of them, as if they were the best drawings and deserved a Nobel Prize. He hid them under the sin

No one else in the room could translate this. Jordan closed his eyes for a brief second, letting the ancient message sink into him. Flashes hit like lightning strikes across his soul: endless isolation stretching over four generations, a vast echoing void where connection should have been. Solitude so profound it had reshaped the Anchor’s very essence into something hardened, vigilant, and achingly alone. There was power in it—immense, terrifying power—but beneath the strength lay a question that reframed everything Jordan thought he understood about the path ahead. The burden. The sacrifice. The lonely throne every Anchor was supposedly destined to claim.

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We quickly run towards the gate, passing through, we close it and place a boulder in front of it, sealing their fate. I hate doing this, I feel like a piece of my lost soul is turning obsidian, and Eliza is crying. I know in my heart, I have fallen farther from grace than I ever was. It is like darkness has taken over, the monster and assassin inside of me do not want to stop. It still craves Bathilda's blood and revenge towards whoever stands in our way. I have become the symbol of death and destruction in my quest to find her. I do not know if I will ever be pulled back to the light.

ISABELLE’S POV I flip the page of the book with the help of my left hand. The name of the book which I am currently reading is “The tales of Ash Ville”. It is a nice book and it includes the horror stories of the town. It is a fictional book but I like it and has captured my attention. I found this in the library a few weeks back and I thought to read it. Today I saw it in the books which I had not read so I decided to read this one.

“Now Solterra has no ruler and completely ruined. I will die happily.” “You, bastard!” I yelled and my hands shook. Without further ado, I sauntered towards him and gave him alluvion of fiery attacks. He welcomed me with an arrogant smirk. He blocked and defended himself but this time I’m faster and more powerful than him. He was thrown away when he was hit. But I got more pissed when he still managed to laugh even when he was already coughing blood. “I think I underestimated you. I didn’t know you are actually more powerful than I expected. You are really something.”

Life has come Bonds have been made Mysteries abound Miracles are laid Science is Magic Souls do Love Good can’t change Evil is Lurking The Worlds Changing Two came in Now Two must leave Balance must have Harmony Hate is Coming