The Heart Of Darkness Novels & Stories

With each stride, my heartbeat increased. What the hell is happening? When I reached the forest, I kept going. I could not make out a single thing. I couldn't see the tip of my nose and the dark shapes of the tree trunks served to make the forest eerier. My eyes were pinned straight ahead. I was sobbing on the inside, feeling hopeless and trapped. My feet burned. I could step on bugs, but I wouldn't know. Hell, a dinosaur could stomp in front of me and I wouldn't notice because of the dark.

“That’s the heart of it all. The darkness. The spirit.” Clara’s chest tightened. This was it. This was where Varethkaal had taken root, where the entity’s power had fully manifested. This was the source of the corruption that had slowly spread across the land, the heart of the darkness that had once been bound within the forest but was now breaking free to consume everything it touched.

She poured every ounce of her purification light into the obsidian. ​A crack formed. Then another. ​With a sound like a shattering glacier, the obsidian bars burst outward. Elara dove into the chest cavity. ​Inside, the world was a nightmare of shifting shadows. Thick, pulsing veins of corruption hung from the ceiling like weeping willow branches. In the center of the chamber floated the Heart. It was a jagged, pulsing diamond the size of a carriage. It held a swirling, black smoke. That smoke had a face.

Out in the heart of darkness he disposed of her body by the side for the death cart to collect during their nightly ventures and took the shortest path into the outskirts of the town, bypassing alleyways ridden with figures huddled in corners, peering out at him idly from malnourished skulls. The warm rain hit the sidewalk and steamed back up, forming little eddies of mist around Gerfast’s ankles. He felt the babe shift within his jacket, its little arms flailing and its mouth turning reflexively in search of a nipple. Steam boats hoot and trudge past through the black river all alight like little cities adrift.

The reason my heart beats, the reason I can breathe, the only thing that keeps the darkness from swallowing me whole. The only force strong enough to keep me from becoming the monster the world has made me.

The normal rush of it dulled by my aching heart. After a few moments that’s it. All the souls in the forest. Dead. Darkness rises up and rushes towards me from all directions. My form flinches with each new hit of the darkness. Charging me up but not enough - not enough. I’m so tired. I’m broken and tired. My heart feels like an anchor, sinking me lower and lower. Despair seizing my soul. My eyes blink furiously, fighting the darkness threatening to take over.

- I replied, indignant. - It doesn't matter what time it is.- my mother interjected.- You are not allowed to walk in this forest after dark. Even during the day, it's not completely safe there, a vampire hangs around this woods. And don't even tell me you didn't feel it when you wandered there.- she added, to my surprise, although I shouldn't be surprised, after all, my mother was more powerful than me and was able to sense all kinds of creatures from a great distance. - I felt it only once, late in the evening, at the end of the previous year.- I confessed, quite truthfully.- I never felt it during the day, and today I returned home after dark for the first time in a long while.- I reminded

She is still working on an unconscious Lothaire. Taking his condition to mind, Willow stepped out, arming herself to the teeth. She has everything that she may need on her now. That is... what she can carry. Dusk fell slowly, bringing the sense of doom with it. The sky turned a fiery orange as if alerting all underneath, it to be wary of this day before changing to a darker shade. "It's time," Willow muttered under her breath, standing straight, looking at the horizon as it slowly clouded with people.

Standing in the dressing room, my hands fidgeting, thinking on whether I should escape or not. I was about to get married to my crush that every girl dreamt of marrying but there was a huge problem. I am just a replacement for his ex-lover and I thought he loved me but nope I was wrong. I regret every second I spent with him. taking a handful of my long wedding dress, I ran towards the escape plan and setup. There was a cab waiting for me outside but a few blocks away. I ran and ran till I reached the cab, not looking back. time to change everything and make this one die.

Within the separate, Ethan saw a faint shine, a little, flashing light that appeared to beckon them forward. “That's it,” Miriam said, her voice resounding within the emptiness. “The heart of the abyss.” They moved towards the light, the quietness around them was harsh. As they drew closer, Ethan felt the weight of the obscurity squeezing down on him, the air became colder with each step. At last, they came to the heart of the abyss, a gigantic, throbbing sphere of darkness that drifted within the air before them. The light that had drawn them in was coming from inside it, a little, flashing fire that appeared to be battling against the obscurity.