Novel & Cerita The Water Keeper

“I-I'm sorry. I didn't know she was your mistress.” Wilder nearly facepalmed himself this time after his brother spoke. After casting a careful glance at me, he smacked the back of Baylor's head and chided. “What are you saying? Her name is Aqua, and she's Gunnar's maid.” “Maid?” Baylor repeated. He lifted his head to sneak a glance at me before he continued mumbling. “But Gunnar has clearly never let anyone work in his house except that dumb housekeeper. It's so obvious that she's his fuck buddy.”

It reflected nothing—only movement, the eternal pulse flowing beneath all things. The people called it The Heart’s Mirror. And though centuries passed, no one remembered who built it. They only knew that if you stood before it and listened long enough, you could hear a voice whisper through the ripples: > “You are loved. You are remembered. Continue.” --- The Keeper Among those who tended the Heart’s Mirror was a young keeper named Amira. She had hair the color of twilight and eyes like molten gold— eyes that seemed to remember things no one had ever told her.

At the center of the chamber stood a crystal cocoon suspended above a pool of shimmering water. Inside... A young woman slept peacefully. Her long hair was the color of autumn leaves. Golden vines wrapped gently around her body. She looked no older than twenty. The Seven-Star Crystal floated from my hands. Its fourth star pulsed brightly. Elara whispered, "I know her..." "But we've never met." Aurel's expression softened. "She's not another Guardian." "She's a Keeper." Lucien frowned. "A Keeper?" Aurel nodded. "Long ago, every Guardian had a Keeper."

"You should shower too." He stared at me for a few seconds before walking into the bathroom. The sound of running water filled the air. A few minutes later, I knocked on the door. "I left my phone inside." Clayton hadn't locked the door, so it just opened. Clayton froze, his back to me. His tall, imposing figure was completely naked. His skin was pale, making his wounds look even more gruesome. Water flowed over the rusty chains, black grime mixing with bloodstains from his forearms, trickling down his back and abdomen. The water slid down his calves and trickled into the drain.

'But it’s still there. --- It had rained recently and the buckets, all sixteen of them, were full to the brim. The water was somewhat cloudy and speckled with the debris gained on the way down, as well as the mildew that broke loose from the pails. They refilled on their own accord if rain held off too long and the supply became low. No one ever saw it though; the old watched kettle never boils. Consequently, the crew avoided the room when they were low, fearing infernal repercussion should they something at work.

Fresh looking scars that were still oozing blood. "Here, take this," the voice said again, before a water pitcher was pressed to my mouth. I gulped it down greedily, welcoming the wetness in my perched dried throat. "Easy there. We don't want you choking yourself." the voice added, and with the sudden clarity the water had given me, I was able to make out the person hovering over me. The Keeper. I moved back, afraid she had someone waiting behind her with a whip.

He leans up and watches as she hesitantly wades her way into the water, jumping back and squealing whenever the waves splash against her, almost swallowing her tiny frame. Noel joins Priscilla and they stand waist deep in the water, looking down at the ocean floor and admiring all the colorful aquatic floral, rocks and the occasional small sea critter that swims past their legs. "You look pretty hot in that bikini, Nole. Where did you get it?" Noel doesn't actually remember where she got it, or the fact that she even had it, until Harken held it up earlier. "Not sure, it was Harken who picked it out for me."

He was just numb and surprised. "Girlfriend?" Mrs Walker was shocked. And the next moment, one more slap landed on her face. "Don't you forget that you have a husband back there? And you, you're so characterless that you're having an affair with his brother behind his back?" Mrs Walker showered her with her hurtful words. She clenched her fists to slap her again. That's when Jasper lost his patience. He stood in between them, acting as a shield to Nina and glaring at Mrs Walker right in her eyes.

And maybe this is why Vira is hiding. “I know… I just don’t know how to find the remaining two.” Raeyan is in a dilemma. “As Arlen said, do the two guardians have any distinct characteristics?” Raine asked. “The guardian of water is a thief. What about the guardian of space? You said he is akin to a god.” He said. Raeyan nodded in affirmation. “For the guardian of water… he will be hard to find.” He sighed. “As for the guardian of space… from Rayven’s memories, he is a serious being.” He told Raine.

She still couldn’t believe that the swamp swallowed people even after seeing it with her own eyes. Then Sekora hesitantly flew down and stood across from him. “Who dares to approach the undefeated guardian of the Tsunami sword.” Said the Guardian. “My name is Sekora Taru, I am the Sword Keeper and must have what you are guarding.” Said Sekora drawing her staff and pointing at the guardian. “Then we must battle.” Said the Guardian, then he drew a black card out of his robe and dropped it onto the ground. Once the card hit the ground everything was covered in black. Sekora was terrified and wondered where she was. The Guardian walked up to Sekora and made a water ball with his hand.