Stars Above Something Old Something New Novels & Stories

"Together." The stars wheeled overhead, cold and distant. But somewhere beyond them, something was listening.

Above them, the stars pulsed softly — not in code, not in sequence, but in the rhythm of something ancient and alive. For the first time, there was no algorithm, no prediction, no map. Only choice. And that was enough.

The stone circle stood firm, its symbols now a tapestry of gold, white, and silver, etched with the choices they’d woven, the worlds they’d carried. Agnes’s song hummed through the earth, a melody of sacrifice and defiance, but it trembled under the weight of the new voice, a presence that wasn’t the Night, nor the Covenant, but something older, deeper, with a hunger that felt like creation itself. The solitary star above flickered, its cold light sharper now, casting shadows that moved without source, whispering their names with a familiarity that chilled their blood.

Something unbreakable. Something ready to rise.

“Threatening a cancer patient with her elderly grandpa? What kind of monster is he?!” “The Cordons are utterly disgusting! Get lost!”

He lay down with the pillow under his head. “I’ve seen the stars without a planet’s atmosphere. They don’t twinkle or sparkle at all like we see here, Kay. The atmosphere of the planet distorts the reality and gives the illusion that they sparkle.” Conor explained as I snuggled up to him. He pointed to a group of five reddish bright stars over the ocean. “Those are the oldest stars in this galaxy. They’re over several billion years old. And that over there,” He pointed to a bright colorful patch in the sky over the Forbidden Forest. “That colorful patch in the sky is a star nursery. That’s where stars are born. It’s called a nebula.”

Sonia wiped her mouth and asked, "What could that be?" I looked at her as she leaned closer. "I don't think it's very appropriate for you to listen in, but I suppose you're welcome to do so if you want." Her face lit up in joy and she immediately sat still. I proceeded to serve Jake the divorce papers. "What is the meaning of this?" he asked, frowning. "It should be obvious enough already. Please sign it if you're satisfied with the conditions." Jake was displeased. "Don't throw a tantrum on me, Mindy."

Tattoos adorned his arms, celestial patterns that seemed to echo the cosmic symphony that accompanied his every movement. His soul, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, promised excitement and unpredictability. Caleb's gaze held a fervor that mirrored the blazing stars—a promise of a love that burned with an intensity that transcended the ordinary. In the celestial ballet of hearts, he was the wild comet, leaving a trail of passion in his wake.

Aqua stated quietly, staring at the sky. Looking at the tiny cluster of new stars, she showed Dawn where they were. “They’re already up there. I’m seeing fourteen new lights tonight. One of them is shy and reserved, and one of them is loud and annoyed. Three are dull and silent, but the rest are sleeping peacefully.”