The Galaxy Is Endless Novels & Stories

Hugh had taken a bullet to the heart, and all his lies had finally caught up with him. It all seemed like it was meant to be. This was where it ended. No matter what came next, no matter who came for me, I was still Tasmin Sheargold. [The End.]

Always us. THE END

But when the host finally took the stage, he announced, "Please welcome the creator of Eternal Dawn, Hannah Lowe!" I froze, half-standing, fingers clutching my dress. The entire scene was a cruel joke. As curious eyes darted in my direction, I slumped back into my seat, my grip trembling. Up on stage, Hannah clicked the mouse, displaying my work on the high-resolution giant screen. The host then asked her about the inspiration behind the name Eternal Dawn. She scanned the crowd and gave me a sweet, mocking smile. "As you all know, this design is my aunt's only surviving sketch from her lifetime," she explained, her voice tinged with nostalgia.

“Perhaps then you will meet your goddess.” The galaxy shattered. We fell from grace. -

Both sides face each other at opposite sides of the battlefield from yesterday, the stench of smoke and blood still fill the air to some degree. We hear that the officers simply named the battle, Final Eternity. Although I found the name a bit bland, in all truth I believe it didn’t matter. The ceremony was conducted by the meeting of Generals from both sides. When our own General Vaxides read the official Persian letter and inspected the seal for authenticity while the Persian Leader General Izari did the same with the Remanian letter. When both Generals returned the letters and saluted each other we knew the war was now over. The cheers of both armies are much more deafening than the fierc

I wasn't gone per se, but I was somewhere else like the pool but larger. There was no sky, just stars, and I was sitting on a bed of water that reflected the rainbow's colors dipped in space. An ocean that seemed to go on forever. In the distance, I saw a woman, her hair an earth brown with the ends of it burning with fire. She was looking down into the ocean. Every once in a while, she would look up to the stars. I glanced up and saw titans made out of galaxies watching over her. One reached out slowly, but I knew it was faster than it looked. The sheer size of it was astronomical. It hit a barrier, and it was reflected, causing the galaxies and stars that made up that arm to explode: Super

You are willing to fight. I look down at the glowing galaxy beneath my feet. Billions of lives. One fragile blue planet floating somewhere in the dark. Then I lift my head. “If the universe wants a fight,” I say quietly, “humanity might as well show up prepared.” The Custodian’s stars brighten slightly. Then there is something else you must see. The chamber darkens. The galaxy projection fades. A new image appears in the air between us. At first it looks like static. Then the shapes become clear.

ZAIRE’S POV "Shit, they absolutely carved them open, man. I can't even hate." Spencer said, scrolling through his phone as he read off the stats from yesterday’s game between the Milton Lions and the Eastbrook Ravens. We were sitting at our usual table under the tree in the quad, eating lunch. The break wasn't over for about the next fifteen minutes. “Come on, this is the Ravens we’re talking about,” Finn said with a dismissive roll of his eyes. “They’re shit. I'm sure we are going to destroy them too when we play them.”

Forever his. THE END