The Light Through The Leaves Novels & Stories

When suddenly his heart stops when he sees a red light spreading from the crystal he just placed in its bark. Spreading up at a very fast pace. " Logan!" Nivea pulls Logan back and they fall back. To only see something that they had never seen before. The bright red light, travels up to reach each and every leaf of the tree. Each and every corner of it. And then bang! A bright light blinds everything and Logan ducks with Nivea. To breathe heavily. " What...what was that?" Nivea asks and that's when they both gasp to find all the red leaves of the tree back to their original green.

Adrian surged forward with all his strength. The intense rumbling of energy exploded around him as he hurtled toward the diminishing white light. What had once been a powerful, brilliant glow was now rapidly shrinking, almost vanishing. The sight was astonishing, leaving Adrian to wonder just what was happening to this light. “Damn it, wait for me!” he shouted, leaping forward with every ounce of fury. As if in response, the Enlightenment Tree leaf’s power seemed to propel him faster. At what seemed like the last second, Adrian lunged through the light and disappeared within it.

Something hungry. And then, just as suddenly, a blinding flash of light seared through the connection. Not harsh, but absolute — a force that cut through shadow like a blade of dawn. Declan flinched, his breath catching. The light vanished as quickly as it came, leaving the glade eerily still. The forest exhaled. Leaves rustled without wind. Flowers that slept at twilight shifted their faces toward him. Vines twined gently around his arms as though asking for reassurance.

I’m used to it now. My paws hit the dirt and I take off through the trees. The forest is beautiful in the afternoon. The afternoon sun paints the forest in a gentle warmth, casting golden hues over the lush canopy of leaves swaying in the breeze. Beams of light filter through the dense foliage, creating a mesmerizing play of light and shadow over the forest floor. Each ray seems to possess a life of its own, dancing and pirouetting in graceful arcs as they descend.

You don’t bolt from something you don’t understand, move sideways until you can actually see it, then figure it out. We pulled up on a natural rise, a rocky shelf breaking through the moss and roots, high enough to get a look without standing exposed. Rhydian was already crouched at the edge. I slid in beside him and peered down. The light was there. Further in. Deeper. It moved between the trunks, slowly. Not like someone carrying a torch, but as if the light was alive, silver-gold, diffuse, not even pretending to come from one clear source. It slipped through the trees, almost as if the whole forest barely noticed.

Slowly and gradually, the Bluemoon reached its axis and the rays of Bluemoon torched the entire place from the darkness of night to illuminate sparkles. When the glimmers of rays hit the leaves of trees, the leaves turn transparent. The Blue moon’s light penetrated through each leaf and emit the moon's rays like leaves were sparkling in the nighttime. Each and every leaf started to glow. The leaves in every branch looked that they were decorated with lights for some ceremony. It filled the eyes of Akshara with full of happiness and wonder to vision such a scene of her dream. She could not believe whether she is in the dream world or the actual world. She slipped many of her steps in wonder a

Mane slowly explained. When they first arrived, he could feel himself drawn to the Light Tree; almost as if there was something beneficial for him. He couldn’t quite understand it, so when he and Lily had decided to stay a few days, he had approached the tree. He used True Eyes on it (he didn’t tell Hildegarde this as he explained) and he found out that it was filled with Lightning! The light of the Light Tree never died because it was a resource born of Lightning. The sparks of lightning in its core were transferred to its leaves, and they converted this into actual light energy. But when these leaves were removed from the tree they lost their connection to their main source, so one wouldn’

His breathing was just as uneven as mine. The moment we crossed completely beyond the barrier, an entirely different world unfolded before us. Nothing looked like the forest we'd just left. The leaves overhead shimmered like gold. Soft light drifted upward through the grass beneath our feet. And there— At the base of an ancient stone altar— I finally saw the plant Alpha Ronan had described. Its long, slender silver leaves glowed with their own gentle light beneath the night sky. The veins running through each leaf looked as though liquid silver flowed inside them.

Sam mused. “It’s not just that. I was talking to a female student, she was flirting with me and the leaves on the tree beside us, rapidly aged. I don't know if that’s the right word. They lightened to yellow and began to fall. And as I understand it, she has a miraculous green thumb.” “Like she can pull sunlight or something to make things grow?” “Maybe… but I feel like there is more to it. Like there’s an answer I can almost see, but it’s just out of reach. In the fall, leaves change color and drop due to reducing sunlight, not increasing.”

*LZ* The moment Evangeline's wings envelop us, the world blurs into a cascade of light, the pressure of reality bending around us. It feels like being in a dream, yet more vivid, the air tingling with a magic that's almost overwhelming. As we emerge from the light, and her wings unfold, I find myself standing in a place that defies all logic. The air here hums with life, the sky a canvas of perpetual twilight, painted in hues that shift subtly as I watch. Trees stretch upwards, their branches knitting together, creating a canopy that feels like a protective embrace. The ground underfoot is soft, covered in moss that glows faintly, and every plant seems to pulse with an internal light.