The Pearl Novels & Stories

said Lankko. "The pearl was no longer inside the laboratory when they arrived, but Jal Dalik's soldiers sensed the pearl before coming to Alnoc," Enzir continued to rub his chin. "The pearl is activated by water. When the thief took it out of the water, the pearl lost its power and the soldiers could no longer sense it," explained Lankko. "So, how can we track the pearl if it's not immersed in water?" asked Enzir. "We can track something else that we know is always close to the pearl," replied Lankko.

She is already miles away from me. She climbs the stairs, her footsteps light, almost skipping. The sound fades as she turns down her hallway. A distant door clicks shut. The house settles back into its profound, watchful silence. I unlock my fist. The pearl earring sits in my sweat-damp palm, gleaming dully in the sliver of moonlight that cuts through the library window. I am a ghost. A curator of relics. A keeper of a single, lost pearl from a pair that will never be whole for me again.

Holding her neck so tight, she coughed like she was going to throw up the pap she took hours ago. Juwairiyyah's mother was by her side, she handed her a glass of chilled water. "Sorry Mama". Juwairiyyah bursted into a scornful laughter, clutching her stomach so tight. "Wow! Seems like grandma enjoyed my beans cake. Continue eating please old woman". "Juwairiyyah, what did you just gave me to eat?". "Kosai (Akara: Beans cake)" Juwairiyyah answered absentmindedly.

From the moss, three small pearls rose. No grand shimmer. No bells. Just silence. And power. She caught them in her palm. Each one looked like nothing. Pale. Dull. Slightly misshapen. But they pulsed with something old. Something true. Jo turned back toward them and walked to Mina first. Mina blinked. “What is that?” Jo placed the pearl into her hand. “A Siren's tear.” Mina frowned. “You cried this?” Jo smiled, just a little. “Not recently.”

“…What is this for?” Jin released a laugh at her innocence. “That’s a pearl, silly. It’s a gift from the sea” “It’s a gift from the sea?” she queried quietly, still staring at the smooth, black pearl in her hand with a look of interest and a hint of awe. “Well kind of... but not really,” Jin chuckled as he too, stared at the pearl looking so dark against her porcelain-pale white hands, “My father got the pearl for my mother before I was even born… then she gave it to me before we come here. She had kept it for twelve years.”

Yuldra confirmed with a smile, “That’s right. This is known as the Historial Soul Pearl, left behind by the founder of Historial Power.” Lesia suddenly sent James a telepathic message, saying, “Seize the pearl and fuse it at once, Master. It’s a rare opportunity.” This time, however, James did not heed Lesia’s advice. Instead, he smiled calmly and gently pushed the Historial Soul Pearl away. With furrowed brows, Yuldra asked, “You don’t want it?”

He said his eyes shifting to her. “No Master. I- it” “You don't have to explain. Where is the pearl?” I handed him the black pearl. He examined it. His brows creasing on the accord. “Where did you say you got this?” He asked still looking at the black thing. “On my way from Adelaide’s house” “On your way or from her house” I bite my bottom lip. He literally got me. “All the same” “You didn't answer my question. Because Adelaide is the only person that works with this”

* *Evening* The driver dropped Pearl back at the palace and Crimson came to welcome her. "My baby girl, how's school? Was it great? Were they nice to you?" Crimson asked. Pearl forced a smile. Her day and first day at school was worse but knowing that if she tell Crimson about it, she will feel bad so she decided to keep mute. "It was good, everyone was kind, can I go to my room?" Pearl asked. "Sure but you don't look good, you can talk to me, what happened?" Crimson answered. "It's nothing Momma, just tired, bye."

Only, she stood far outside of the circle, so she did not get a clear look. So, she did not know what exactly the Spiritual Pearl was or what it was used for! "This isn't a Luminous Pearl! This is a treasure that can help a martial artist train, a Spiritual Pearl!" Leon explained briefly. "A treasure? This thing looks so dim and listless. How could it be a treasure?! Leon, are you too bored and just trying to play with me?" Ruth glared at Leon unhappily. "Don't be in such a hurry! I'll let you witness a true treasure!" As Leon said that, he activated the Spiritual Pearl.

Pearl’s father was safe in the hospital now. “You should get some sleep. We leave early.” “Yes, Your Majesty.” I moved away from the window and followed the sound of laughter echoing softly from the guest bedroom, the one I usually used when visiting. I was surprised to find Pearl and Lovemore deep in conversation, as if they’d known each other for years. “You have got to be kidding. You can make shoes?” “As an Omega, I can do most things. Anything that earns me a few coins, anything legal, of course,” Pearl replied with a grin. “But my dream job… is to be a florist. Like my mother. I love flowers.”