The Pilgrim Novels & Stories

Strangely enough, the person on the other side remained silent as she could hear the very faint sound of steady breathing, her face once again scrunching up in confusion before she tried yet again. “Hello?” Few more moments of complete silence followed, the girl already starting to feel a little bit freaked out by the whole ordeal. "Hello?” The voice of what sounded like an old lady finally answered back, the girl feeling herself letting out a small breath of relief before she eventually started conversing with the nice lady. "You are so dead,” She mouthed to a stupidly grinning Dan whilst conversing with the old woman. ________________

Even the sky seems to heal, the green fractures fading to faint scars. The first pilgrim arrives the next morning. --- **The Scholar's Secret** He's elderly, his spine bent under the weight of a leather pack stuffed with crumbling scrolls. His name is **Alaric**, and he smells of ink and myrrh. "I've walked three hundred leagues to find you," he says, dropping his pack with a thud. "The Bastion... it's not what you think." Ravel fingers her shovel. "Enlighten us."

"Never mind. I will know it on the way. Come join us in the front. That invitation was unexpected. Betty never invited. She was meticulous and she would like to keep her circle small so she could breath. Inviting an old man who was just a stranger to her was not a turning of the event. Rudolf knew this was how the change of pace in the previous reality. These pilgrims he joined was totally different from those he joined before. He did not expect to be just like this. The people needed no further urging. They kept their things and prepared to file the march.

She asked with fear evident in her wrinkled face. “He called himself Alpha Pilgrim, asking me to pay my respect” I repeated. "No, this is a bad sign, do you remember the legend of Pilgrim? She asked with fear. "Yes I do,” I replied with fear creeping into my heart. “What happened in your pack a long time ago is going to happen again, but this time it's going to be worse.” She said with horror all over her face. “I think lord Pilgrim has been released from where he has been entrapped.

Aiden watched Jeremiah walking away from him, ‘I will never be happy without you, Jeremiah,’ the prince’s eyes suddenly glinted, ‘I will bring you to Blackfrost whether you like it or not. *** The dining hall was so lively, as the pilgrims were all gathered inside the room along with the white priests. The pilgrims were all talking about how excited they were because they would soon return to their homes after two days detained in the temple. A farmer was chatting with his friends, as he felt enthusiastic to go home, “I can’t wait to go to my farm, I bet those pesky wild grass has grown thicker than my hair.” One of his friends