Stone Table Narnia Novels & Stories

The entire room was bare of furniture, but that wasn’t what captured my attention. At the far end of the room, sat dais. On top of that dais was a shimmering stone the size of a watermelon. How in the hell would I carry that from Castle Mist? With my broken wrist and aching body, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to. The thing had to weigh at least a hundred pounds, and that was if I was lucky. The stone was a deep shade of black, flecked with flashes of white and silver. The white within the stone grew, melting into the black like the colors of the churning sea. It was my strange fascination with this stone, and the excitement of finding it, that helped me crawl to my feet. I cradled my shattered w

Cassana's eyes could not believe what she was seeing. There on the floor, in the private gallery of Otheric's father, laid her staff. Fashioned from elm wood and measuring five and a half feet in length, it held her focusing stone in its head, made of sapphire synthesized in the frozen tundras of Xian.

blonde wood, with an emerald green canopy draped over it. The room screamed royalty. All of the furniture matched the blonde colored wood of the bed. There was a huge armoir on one wall, a vanity with a large ornate mirror behind it, once beautiful rugs adorning the stone floor, and a beautiful chandelier made of what I could only assume was crystal in the center of the ceiling. I walked over to my mother's vanity, and ran my finger over a thick layer of dust. I gasped as the room seemed to spring back to life. "Princess, the castle recognizes your blood signature. It's coming back to life." Gideon told me. I stared at him with wide eyes as the room returned to it's pre-dilapitated state. "

“What’s this?” She took the stone out and evaluated it. The stone felt cool when she held it in her palm. “I found this stone in the small creek in front of the training base in the hills. This is a cobblestone.” Sebastian introduced the stone to her. “Wow, what a beautiful cobblestone!” Rue liked such novel playthings.

Next, I took out the ruby stone and placed it on the table in front of them. There was pin-drop silence as the advisors peered excitedly at the ruby stone, one they've been searching for for years, finally within an arm's length. I waited, silently bidding my time, wanting to see who would give in to temptations first. My patience was rewarded when a few seconds later I heard a loud and painful squeal. The red-haired witch seated next to James Montgomery tried to pick up the ruby stone only for her skin to be burnt. Guardian stones are very powerful, the ruby stone burns the skin of those it deems as unworthy of its power.

Lucy held the stone up to the light, admiring the way it caught the moon's rays and reflected them back with an ethereal, otherworldly glow. The stone itself was a deep shade of blue, the color of the night sky just before dawn. Its surface was flecked with tiny specks of silver, like stars scattered across the heavens. As Lucy turned the stone over in her hand, she could see that it was not just a single shade of blue, but rather a spectrum of colors that seemed to shift and change with every movement.

While on Soheila's room, a Shop assistant already placed the Garnet Stone on the small tablein front of Soheila. “Thank you, you can go now.” Soheila said straightforward without even giving a glance on the Shop assistant. “Here's your stone!” Soheila picked the Garnet Stone when the Shop assistant left. She lightly threw the Garnet Stone at Little Black. “Thank you, Master! Huhu I love you so 𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑧!” Little Black put the Garnet Stone inside his mouth. After some time, the people below are now in tensed specially for the people with a high status. Klark Oz slowly removed the red clothing, and a bunch of porcelain bottles showed up.

"The stone stays." THE END

She could tell that Willow was amazed to see the stones again. “Where the hell did you find these?” Willow asked as she looked at the stones. “Let’s just say I have a friend who happened to have a small amount of the stones. When I asked about them, he offered to sell them to me. Cost me a lot less than you would expect.” Majesta said and loved the look on the woman’s face. Willow picked up a stone and smiled at the warmth coming from the stone; it was how you could tell it was the real thing. The stones were warm, like they had been lying in the sun. Black as night with a slight dusting of gold, they shone in the sun.

Zane’s face was stained with the silent tears he had cried earlier, the ones none of us wanted to talk about. “We have to find Marcus,” I said suddenly. They both looked at me. “We wouldn’t even know where to begin,” Callum pointed out. I bit my lip, thinking. I recalled that scrying glass Bianca had had, likely given to her by Belinda; it showed Marcus, alive—at least at the time—surrounded by shiny black stone. Like obsidian. There was only one place in all the kingdom that might have stone like that, and it wasn’t the palace or the royal dungeons. I’d never been inside the witch’s academy beyond those first few steps, but if anywhere might look like that on the inside, it would be there.