The Last Word Romane & Geschichten

"Of course I forgave him" "Find She..rly she's….evil…I..can now rest peace...fully" Was my last word before I gave up

Lifeless. He had stood up for me. He had fought his own mother for me. He wasn’t lying when he said he longed for a mother’s love. He wasn’t lying when he told me he loved me. "I love You!" His last words echoed inside my brain like a broken tape To be continued

"It was someone who loved you, Elara. Someone the world forgot so we could live." The Last-Stand Valor had won the day, but at the cost of the family’s foundation. The sky was still cracked, and the Exterminator Fleet was still out there, but the Internal-Invasion had failed. The Haven was quiet, save for the sound of the waterfall and the soft, grieving hum of an Anchor who had lost a part of her soul she couldn't even name.

I guess this is the end for me. "Enough", I heard Alex's deep voice. "Foolish", was the last word I heard him say before there was total black out.

The struggles and sorrows of that other life were finally sealed away—gently, tenderly, by the hands of time. -THE END-

It tasted like the night we carved our names into wood and believed wood could outlast empires. It tasted like the valley I will never reach and the children whose names I still whisper to the stars. If anyone ever finds this diary, tell them the last safe word worked. It just took sixty years for the right creatures to hear it. Tell them two teenagers invented a silly word because they thought the universe had no imagination. Tell them the universe listened harder than we ever did. Tell them a boy kept a pomegranate in his fist until it bled through his fingers and still never said the word.

Korth let out a roar that shook the very mountain, a sound of pure, ancient rage that sent the hunting hawks scattering in terror. "Where are we going?" Elara shouted over the roar of the wind. "To the only person who knows how to read the Ledger's secret code," Korth’s voice echoed in her mind, sounding like grinding stones. "The man who wrote it." "You said the author died fifty years ago!" "He did," Korth replied, banking hard to the west, toward the smoking chimneys of the capital city. "But his 'Last Word' is still in my pocket. I grabbed it when the shelves broke."

My breath catches. The glow begins to fade into the corner of the room, dissolving into tiny specks of soft light. Its last words reach me quietly. “Reward: peaceful life.”

I'm facing now my death. 'G-gello. Meg.' My last word before I lost my conscious. —————————————————————————————————————————— Enjoy Reading! Thank You! God Bless! - ErnEst_odrE_5v -

11:59 p.m. "Happy 10th anniversary, my girlfriend!" With Blake West's handsome face before me and our friends watching expectantly, I closed my eyes and made a wish over the candles. 12:00 a.m. Blake immediately reached over and carefully removed the tiara tangled in my hair without pulling a single strand. His charming eyes curved into a teasing smile. "Happy breakup, ex-girlfriend." The private room erupted in cheers. "It's that time of year again! Congrats, Blake. You're a free man!" "Bets are open! If you think they'll get back together, place your bets with me. If you think they won't, go see Brooks!" Amid the flashing lights and pounding music, I remained quietly in my seat as