The Wandering Earth Novels & Stories

MARAZONA Chloe's Pov: Earth, I thought. My dream land. My heart beamed at the mention of it. "It's possible she's on earth?" Mother asked . "Yes, my Queen. Although, it's just a guess and a probability. Earth is the closest survivable planet to Marazona. And its possible she'd gone there to seek refuge" the chief guard replied. "Then, go after her! Find her!" Mother half yelled. "It isn't that easy, my Queen. Going to a different planet requires a lot of risks. First, we'd lose our powers. Secondly, we might not be able to survive in it.

Meanwhile, the lady picked up her bag and stormed out of the room, he went after her pleading as he made each step. "What's wrong with the girl sef?" Ben hissed and changed the channel. "Movie wey no get head. (A meaningless movie.)" She scrolled through the list of channels and finally settled for Natgeo wild, a channel that showed the documentary of animals. It was better than the movie she was seeing before. Beep, beep. Her phone began to beep, she picked it to check the caller. It was Esther, been a while she heard from her, she quickly picked up.

Evelyn said, exhausted down to the bones that conversations live in. “No,” Maera agreed. “But now it must work for its hunger. And work makes gods smaller.” They climbed back to the shelf as the sky thinned from charcoal toward a bruised blue. The carved circle looked ordinary as a child’s drawing. Evelyn touched her brow, her throat, her palm, the iron dried dark. “Come with me,” she said to Maera, surprising herself with the need in it. “If I tell the truth alone, they will make a new name for it.”

A voice that whispered only four words: "He's finally found Earth."

Not into the Earth, but **into the Shroud**. "I'm not bringing Mars to Earth," I whispered, the realization hitting me like a physical blow. "I'm 'Archiving' the Earth into Mars. I'm swapping the hardware!" The world went white. --- ## The Silence of the Swap When the light faded, the sky was different. The bruised purple of the dying Earth was gone. The sky above New Zurich was a deep, vibrant indigo, filled with stars that didn't flicker. The air was sweet, smelling of jasmine and a rain that hadn't fallen yet.

​The Lattice-Voice shimmered, a three-dimensional map of the universe appearing in the air between them. ​"Millions of cycles ago, when the universe was young, the 'First-Gardeners' scattered the spores across the local group," the being explained. "Triangulum accepted the gift and grew into the Symphony. Andromeda rejected the gift and stayed cold. And Earth... Earth was the Test." ​The map zoomed in on a small, blue spark, the Earth.

She spent the next few days at home. … Gwyneth went out to take the trash one evening, unaware that a man was hiding behind the bin. After tossing it out, she turned around, and the man sprayed something behind her. Her body went weak, and she passed out. When she woke up, she found herself tied up on a rooftop. The biting wind cut right through her. Liana sat across from her, legs crossed, watching her with an eerie, menacing stare. She had lost a lot of weight since her imprisonment, and her eyes carried the weight of everything she'd endured.

Tenin's voice rang from behind Wilbur, "You finally made it out of there. I guess you've succeeded." "Senior Tenin!" Wilbur whipped around to look at Tenin, who smiled. "Congratulations on passing the magical tower's test, Wilbur. You've proven yourself to be worthy enough to take care of the dangers Earth shall face. It's fate." "Earth…" Wilbur mumbled to himself before asking, "Senior Tenin, can I know how things are on Earth? Can I really save it?" Tenin smiled wordlessly, raising a hand to gently swipe at the air in front of him. A screen appeared, and Wilbur could see on it that nine abnormal formations had appeared on Earth.

I ask and Kane grins. “The torches are together like match sticks,” he grins, “Come on,” he says, walking inside. I smile as Loki grabs my hand, and we follow him down below into the cave tunnel. Finn smiles as he walks closer to us, pulling Veronica with him, “Look up,” he says. I gasp as I see more pictures on the ceiling: a pack of wolves and descendants together. The wolves are protecting them, and the descendants are bathing in the waterfall.

The Earth Year: 2077 Location: American Continent Meoni’s bare toes wiggled in the yellowish fine-grained dirt, her big brown eyes watching with interest and fascination as her delicate and once-clean feet were now coated in dust. She raised her gaze, feeling those warm UV rays generated from their planet’s star caressing her skin as she dared take a few steps forward through the sea of tall and dry-looking sprouts, her fingers reaching out to feel the texture of their stiff-looking leaves and stalks.