The Land Of Dawn 소설 & 이야기

CHAPTER 100 – The Next Dawn The first light of dawn stretched across the summit, spilling golden hues over the mountains. Rowan stood at the edge, the wind brushing against her face, carrying the scent of burned earth and new growth. She inhaled deeply, feeling both the weight of the battles fought and the fragile promise of what lay ahead. Azeriel joined her silently, his gaze scanning the horizon for any sign of movement, even in these moments of calm. “The summit looks… different now,” Rowan said, her voice low, almost reverent. “Like it’s seen everything and is still standing.”

Within the Dawnward realm, the most formidable beings among the deities held the title of Lords, with the Supreme God reigning supreme above all. Throughout the annals of history, these lords had emerged, surpassing mortal limitations to rule over humanity. These lords regarded ordinary humans as mere ants, committing heinous acts without remorse. One particularly infamous lord had even massacred an entire family to seize a woman he desired. Under the perpetual threat of these lords, fear enveloped the people of the Dawnward. Then, a mysterious figure from Salmasian emerged, swiftly vanquishing 12 malevolent lords and 24 of their followers, sending shockwaves throughout the Dawnward realm.

Almost like a photograph. Small specs of diamond littered the surface of the water. But there were also the dark undertones with the deeper depths. “It’s beautiful,” I said looking from him to artwork and then back again. “It looks so…real.” “I call it the Morning’s Song.” His eyes held mine in their heated gaze. There was something else swimming behind those irises of his. “Or…Dawn.” “What?’” I coughed. “Dawn, you know. The early part of the day, the time when the sun first begins to rise.”

he whispered, repeating what he had told me before, “we'll handle it side by side.” I held his hand tighter, feeling reassured by his steady support. “Side by side,” I echoed. We stood together, observing the sun come up over our property. The scene was stunning, with the warm sunlight dispelling the darkness of the night. Yet, as I enjoyed the sight, I couldn't help but worry that this could be the last quiet sunrise we'd experience for some time. Just as I was thinking this, a far-off howl pierced the quiet morning. It was joined by more howls, a strange and eerie sound that made me shiver. Beside me, Xander tensed, his grip on my hand tightening.

A question struck my mind. ‘How did you find me?’ I asked him. He smirked. ‘I followed you,’ he said. I looked at him in surprise. ‘Follow me?’ I muttered those words as he increased the volume of the music. ................................... JULET’S POV Following a total stranger home, not knowing where he was taking me, we entered a grand estate named "The Damien's Estate." It was like another world, vast and magnificent. My mouth dropped open in awe; I couldn't remember the last time I'd seen something so impressive. As we drove, we passed under an arch of floricultures that provided shade.

“Emma, if even you don’t do everything you can to protect yourself, don’t blame others for stepping all over you. That’s just how this world works. The strong prey on the weak.” That was the moment that woke me up, and I began to reflect on the way I had lived all those years. You could call it kindness if you wanted, but the truth was, I was weak. I was afraid of everything and constantly worried about how others felt. A flaw I hadn’t noticed in thirty years, Luca saw through it in just three months.

Sol collapsed to the ground, his body limp, allowing the Enforcers to take him away. At this moment, only one thought remained in his mind. It was over. Completely over. Three days later, the Temple of Judgment delivered its verdict. Sol was stripped of his status as the God of Dawn, demoted to a mortal, and cast into the Well of Reincarnation to suffer through a hundred cycles of rebirth. In every life, he would experience the pain of being betrayed and abandoned until all his sins were atoned for. Overnight, the once high-and-mighty God of Dawn became a mortal about to endure the suffering of reincarnation.

It was her first smile. "Dawn." --- That night, I wrote in my journal. The shard is gone. The Eclipse is mortal. She chose a new name. Dawn. The followers are free. Some will come south. Others will not. The Circle is strong. Dax is holding me. The stars are rising. And Dawn is learning to live. Slowly. But surely. We will wait. As long as it takes. ---

As they stepped into the cool, damp air of the night, the rain had transformed into a light drizzle, misting the surroundings in a haze. The world outside felt lush and alive, yet ominous with an undercurrent of uncertainty. George led the way, Elora and Maya close behind, each step bringing them closer to a sanctuary that felt both like a refuge and a line crossed. "Stay close," George advised, casting a watchful glance over his shoulder. "We don't know who might be watching."

He said this for her to understand his way of doing things and because they needed Nathan's help. So she relented. That night, they met up in one of his hotel suites, and they agreed to sleep together to test their theories. The Land of Nod (Grassland) Their vision whirled in a blur as the trio went to the Land of Nod. Together, they came to a halt in the grassy, windy land. The sunset behind the deer was spectacular. The orange-gold hue stretches far and wide, resembling fire pits and tangerines.It was only the reflection of the dawn, the promise of the rising sun that comes after the velvety twilight.