The Undying Lands Novels & Stories

The air at the peak of Mount Celestia was thin and biting, but neither Seraphina nor Ryan felt the chill. They stood at the absolute zenith of the realms, a place where the barrier between the mortal world and the infinite cosmos was as thin as a translucent veil. Below them, stretched out like an endless tapestry of twinkling stars, lay the unified realms—Eldoria, the Sun-Drenched Plains, the deep mountain holds of the dwarves, and the whispering elven groves.

Zyul shook his head "They are rumored to have come after the fallen angels. They are as powerful as them" "Oh, don't worry, I won't get caught" Venda smiled showing dirty Jagged teeth "what are we going to do with the girl?" She asked. "Kill her!" Zyul said with distaste "Do you know where she stays?" "That I don't know, but I will find out. It won't be easy" "Be careful, don't let anyone see you, you know we can't change how we are to blend with the humans" "Got that" Venda assured before she disappeared from there in search of Kate. It didn't matter if it was the time of the night for her. As long as she used her sense of smell and vision she can sight her anywhere she was.

Dalia Grey Vision Nordic lands 650 B.C Bjørn Stormrider was returning from his viking raids and like every other drakkar he had a longship full of loot from his pillagings and an unrelenting hitched to be buried once again in the arms of his wife and daughter

The way they giggled when I held them close. I'm not going to see them grow up. The thought was more painful than any blow. Another hit to my head. The images began to fade. The laughter grew distant. The world tilted sideways, and I felt myself falling, collapsing onto the cold ground. The last thing I saw before everything went dark was the gray sky above me—empty, endless, indifferent. And then, nothing.

POV: Kael “Don’t breathe too deeply,” I said. “This place remembers lungs.” Lyra’s fingers tightened in mine, that was her answer. The Dead Lands did not announce themselves with fire or thunder. There was no dramatic threshold, no wall of flame. One step, and the world simply… stopped trying to live. The sky dulled into a colorless smear, like ash rubbed into bruised glass, the ground was cracked and pale, littered with fragments that might have been stone or might have been bone.

Their silver-blue ember glowed in the central brazier, a promise that truth and love endure beyond every trial. Author’s Note Eternal Embers was inspired by my fascination with hidden societies, the power of choice, and the alchemy of art. I hope Isabelle’s sketches and Alexander’s courage encourage you to discover then rekindle the embers within your own story. .

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“It can’t be three, and they would have to be elders.” It cannot be a circle, Tara thought, thinking of the images the spirit protector of her mother’s room had shown her. “So you mean to say we that we have a group of elders planning some sort of conspiracy?” Ella cut in. “It’s either that or the undying.” The three of them all gasped, turning to Alake. “The undying are mere legends,” Boma hissed. “No.” Alake shook her head, her face somber and grave. “They are real.”

"At the heart of the desert lies the lands of the Tuariz. Tuarland is the greatest kingdom in the desert lands and one of the only two kingdoms that were not conquered by the second Mashirotzu, Mikato Sanada. "Mikato launched a war against the whole of Mundillum after his brother, the first Mashirotzu was betrayed and murdered by the Elves of Prasiemgard. Mikato's wars led to the birth of the largest and strongest empire in the known history of Mundillum.

I used my air magic, so I lift the ash's off the ground and then I used earth to make a whole in the ground and place the ash's in the hole and cover it back up. Then we all go for some rest. In the morning the rain is coming down, so fast that you can hardly see through it. I look at Arizer and he is carving something and when I have a look I am gobsmacked. It is the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. It was a mixture of symbols for witches, wolves, elves and vampires all blended with swirls and flowers. It says in the middle "Here lies the bravest men and women I will ever meet. They deserve to rest in peace. Asher Evans, sacrificed himself for the good of the world."