Stone Breathing Novels & Stories

Possible Evolution Number: NA Sleeping Psion Stone Classification: Psion-Infused Mineral Description: This is the neutral state of an inactive psion stone that has yet to find a host. While a psion stone is sleeping, it acts like a battery that absorbs energy around it, inefficiently turning it into psionic energy which keeps it intact. A creature connected to an active psion stone can use the sleeping psion stone to strengthen the active one. An active psion stone can become a sleeping one if it can no longer absorb energy from a living creature.

“I can't do my shopping here, I have to do it in Dubai city.” I spoke to Demola. “my Diamond.” I spoke excitedly. “You mean, I’m not your gold? Why Diamond?” Demola asked in curiosity. “Well, I love diamond rings and diamond is a precious jewel and goes with your name. Diamond, I believe means, not comparable. It is a gemstone that sparkles. And you, my love, is my Diamond. Happy now?” he started humming: do re mi fa so la ti do; do ti fa so la mi re do. Shaking his head and enjoying his music. Then I knew he approved my calling him Diamond. When he was done singing, I was watching in amusement.

The tour guide passes out small smooth black stones to us. "It is believed that these stones represent pain. When you enter the labyrinth, you carry your pain with you. As you walk, try to think about your hurts. When you get to the center, you surrender your pain stone and let go of everything. This is how the peasants of this town cleansed themselves," the tour guide says. My stone is heavy. It would be a good paperweight. I put it in my pocket. We follow the tour guide to a long corridor. The corridor takes us to an underground section of the cathedral. Inside is the Labyrinth.

It's been twenty hours, thirty six minutes and five seconds since the headmaster asked me about our district's stone. The Trait Stone . According to the legends, that stone is what empowers the citizens of a district. That's why if you're parents are from district 3 then you must be born on that district as well. And if you don't then there will be complications. Our ancestors said that the stone will grant you a trait the moment you're born. That's why we're born to have traits.

I don’t believe it! "First of all, I am not some Ms.Stone, and secondly, what do you mean he is no longer Mr.Stone?” “We mean that he is actually greeting us back in the morning and when we do any mistake, he is calmly replying to us. You know what I mean right.” Sakshi said. I nodded, understanding her. She is totally right actually about him. “Then how did I become Ms.Stone?” I asked them. “Because you are so moody these days, you are not smiling, which is the first quality of stone genes. And you are not at all in this world when we sit here for lunch. We miss our Pari.” Rani said.

Silas promised her answers after they both had grieved Gregory. "What are those fire-y stones?" Her wolf sniffed disapprovingly. Nostrils of a wolf pick up copying scents on inanimate objects all the time yet she found nothing. Silas cracked a smile. Her face felt caked in remnants of sleep to return him one. "They are brimstones." He held one out on his palm. She didn't understand but her eyes darted in the dark of soon arriving dawn. Why was he treating it so carelessly? What if naked eyes were exposed to its power?

“Fortune stones? For telling the future?” I shrugged and shook my head. Sinthy rolled her eyes. “Ugh. Okay. The stones are used to find answers to questions or cast spells to influence how something turns out, stuff like that. Not super strong, really. Sort of like an entry-level totem. The bones are way more powerful. They’re used for spells that change the body or the mind. Extremely rare. Isme told me these bones had been handed down to her through countless generations.” “Whose… uh, whose bones are they?” Leo asked, looking even more uneasy.

Human bones, weathered by time and the relentless flow of water, intertwine with the skulls, creating a haunting display of mortality. The ethereal glow from the waysticks casts shadows upon the skeletal structures, illuminating the intricate details of the bones. Delicate features of the skulls become visible, their curves and contours accentuated by the soft light. The translucent layer of calcium, formed from the presence of limestone fragments packed between bone and stone, overlays the skulls and bones, creating a patchwork effect. In some places, the layer appears frosted, obscuring certain details, while in other areas, it is more transparent, emphasizing the eerie beauty of the skele

It was one of a kind and had taken 2 months of continual back and forth trips to make but with the guidance of the sisters, she had finally managed to forge the substance into a stone that a B-Class could use. Allen took the heavy black stone his sister had made for him from the cushion she held and turned back to Sebestian. The black tip was so dark, it looked more like an absence of light than an actual colour. Where Sebestian stone had lit up and glowed white when it touched his skin, this stone started to vibrate when he pressed the Edomite tip to the skin inside his wrist, forcing him to grip it tighter. He smiled when Sebestian placed his hand on top of his and helped him carve the mar

Jane walked about ten metres from the entrance and began unpacking bags and such. “I’ll help mom.” Sapphire went to assist, something she naturally did. She was the sister who had a hand to help everyone around her and yet never asked for help herself. Ebony knew every large family seemed to have one. Stone picked up rocks and things he found on the ground. “Okay, maybe because I know my rocks and such well enough. This stone, in general, doesn’t look or feel right for the area. I’m not seeing any minerals or limestone rocks. The solid granite rocks of the shield aren’t here either. Well, they are, but they feel like they’ve been sucked dry of something. Which doesn’t make sense at all.” He