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For Saga, waking up early on Tuesday is not how you start your day. He hated Tuesdays. Usually people have a strange hatred for Mondays but no, not him. Saga believes that everything bad always happen in Tuesday, like how on the third grade he fell in front of Leah, the class sweetheart -that he used to have a crush on and lose his teeth, not one, but two. And how he lost his bicycle because he need to pee so bad so he just drop it on the side of the road and run behind the tree to do the business. Or when he got arrested because a police officer caught him holding a joint while driving. In his defense, it wasn't his and it was a rent car. He lied of course.

“So. What did you find?” “Well,” he said, swelling up with pride, “it’s a story. An old legend, about this good vampire that helped people, and had healing powers.” As he spoke, he bent beneath to table to dig around in his backpack. Slowly, reverently, he pulled out an ancient tome, and placed it gently on the table next to the pumpkin.

Their expeditions took them far and wide, uncovering hidden realms, ancient artifacts, and the interconnected stories of beings both magical and mortal. Among the descendants was a young woman named Evelyn, a brilliant historian with a deep connection to nature and the ability to communicate with animals. She possessed an insatiable curiosity and an unwavering belief in the power of unity. Guided by the stories passed down through the generations, Evelyn embarked on a journey to unravel the secrets of an artifact known as the Infinity Tapestry.

"She belongs to us." What had it meant? Kade had avoided my question earlier, but I needed answers. "Kade," I said quietly, breaking the silence. "That creature—what did it mean when it said I belong to them?" He didn’t answer immediately. His shoulders stiffened, his pace slowing slightly. "I don’t know." I frowned. "You’re lying." He sighed, running a hand through his damp hair. "I don’t have all the answers, Alice. But whatever that thing was, it wasn’t just some rogue. It knew you. It wanted you. And that’s not normal."

Disclaimer: This work is a piece of fantasy fiction. All names, characters, businesses, events, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. As a writer, I believe in the power of storytelling to create worlds that allow readers to escape reality and explore their imaginations. Each character and event in this story has been crafted with care, and I hope they resonate with you as much as they do with me.

Hygge said without emotion as he walked away. We boarded a small boat as it slowly drifted across the lake to the kingdom of Ataraxia. I felt better when Welkin gave me a drink of water. We already told Welkin what happened, he said he had no idea why that happened to me. Probably a fairy was playing with me in the forest. "We're close." Welkin said with a smile. The lake we walked on was quiet and the fog covered the area. The breeze was cold and there was a strange feeling around.

"Jealousy is a really bad thing and being jealous of your friend is the worst thing that one can do." Looking at the stranger who had started talking to her out of nowhere, she frowned. "Excuse me?" "Yes?" "I am sorry but did you say something?" Taking the two beer bottles from the bartender's hand, he replied, "If you were the one who is jealous of her friend then yes—" Offering her a bottle, he added, "I think I was talking to you." "I already ordered mine.” Raising her brows at him, she charged him. “What makes you feel that I am jealous of my best friend? How can you say that without even knowing who I am?”

Dark landed Zero on the ground and was about to grab his bag when Zero stopped him. Zero just stared at the sky while smiling. "Look at the moon." Zero said softly so Dark looked at the moon, even I looked at the moon. "I've always ... been able to observe the beauty of the Moon ..." Zero said weakly, I looked at him. I saw his tears dripping. "I-I see ... a woman in my dream." Zero's story while holding Dark. Dark looked at Zero and I could see how his tears were dripping. "She's beautiful, kind and when she smiles, the problem you have will disappear ..." Zero said while still looking at the moon.

However, the map shows the island is isolated between Movako and Endra—marked with a danger sign, a sword buried into a skull. She decided to use this knowledge to her advantage. ‘These are young blood,’ she thought as she glanced at her viewers. They are hungry for success and they’d do anything to have their names written in the book of fame—it’s where all honored scholars in history who have contributed greatly to the empire are listed.

“You think I am old? Age is just a number. I still believe I am young. You never know, I might even outlive you.” Shiva’s face tensed a little. He looked down, avoiding the old man’s eyes. They stepped out of the store, filled with their own thoughts, and ambled in opposite directions towards their homes. Shiva carried a short-stories collection in his backpack from the shop. Mr. Ben had told him he could take any book from the shop to read. He planned to read it to his sister at night. She loved stories, especially those with happy endings. She loved to imagine herself as a character in those stories and live the happy lives vicariously. This was the only pleasure Shiva could give her – for