The Wheel Of Time の小説・ストーリー

If there was even a sliver of a way back… My fingers dragged over one particularly ancient tome: bound in silver and wrapped in spell-locked chains. I whispered the unlocking spell, old enough that the air around me shimmered with pale blue glyphs. The book creaked open. “Chronos Binding,” I murmured. The title alone sent a chill down my spine. Inside were diagrams of realms overlapping each other like threads in a tapestry. Old Realm. Divine Plane. Mortal Realm. Abyssal Void.

I motion to the woman at the back of the shop. "Ok, I'm gonna go pay for these." He says and walks to the register. I turn back to the woman carving and try to stand out of the other customer's way as she moved on to a medium pillar candle. This one is also multicolored on the inside. There are different shades of red, green, and white. It looks like maybe it's a Christmas candle. She carves large grooves to form a star, then next to it she cuts small triangles and folds them down to form a tree. She alternates stars and trees around the entire candle. She adds small swirls down to just the white, no other colors are exposed.

he expressed his lack of knowledge of what she just said. "Didn't expect you to be this ignorant of Mystic History, but alright then, let me narrate you a late night fairytale." *** There was a thousand year old story every intellectual being back then were aware of even as a child, known as "Core of Mystics". It tells the existence of a giant tree on the depths of the earth, which grew from the seed that gave life to all creations. Its roots run across the planet, reaching every edges, provides every breathing, moving, living things the means to live.

Mount Regent began to shake violently as the interior filled with a golden light. Nova's eyes snapped open as she shouted, "Rise!" Whirr! The Timewinder roared to life, lifting off the ground as it was engulfed in golden light. Then, with a thunderous explosion, half of Mount Regent's peak was blown away. Whirr! The massive clock, together with Nova, burst out of the palace and soared into the distant skies. Everyone looked up when they saw the golden Timewinder, whose hands were spinning continuously. With each movement, time seemed to be twisted in its entirety.

That woman seemed to be more looking forward to the shock and helplessness of Caspian at this moment and had no time to explain. Caspian felt something and looked up. He saw a huge golden wheel slowly rotating above the palace. This light wheel was like a disk or a ring, with countless complicated lines engraved on its surface. Each line carried the smell of primitive times, revealing a supreme majesty of commanding creatures and controlling life and death. In front of this light wheel, Caspian felt extremely small, even less than a speck of dust in the universe. "What is this...?" he murmured.

I waved at the place across the table from me and he sat. Wheel was a game for two players. It had little half-moon indents all over the board, arranged in circle shapes that overlapped each other. A shallow drawer on each side of the board contained maybe hundreds of colored stones. The object was to fill in a complete circle shape with your own pieces before the other player could. A little like tic-tac-toe, but on a bigger scale and with circles. When we were ready to play we opened the drawers. The smooth little stones on my side were clear and blue.

she had fought so hard to maintain was being replaced by a low-frequency rumble; a deep, subterranean growl that vibrated in her teeth and made the fluid in her inner ear dance. "Maya, wait," Thorne breathed with his hand catching her shoulder. She paused, lifting the chemical light high. The tunnel opened into a massive, circular chamber that looked like a cross between a Victorian boiler room and a forgotten temple. Massive bronze pipes, thick with the green patina of age and weeping steam from their hand-riveted joints rose from the floor and disappeared into the arched ceiling. In the center of the room sat a giant, circular wheel made of solid black iron. It was engraved with the Vance

I add Denali, Yukon, Mako, Aspen, Aurora, Luna, Indigo, Sasha, Kyra, Kira, and a few others. I type “wolf names” into the search engine and the second site excites me. The names are dire wolves, the mythological-like dogs, adopted by the Stark children on HBO’s Game of Thrones. I’m a huge GOT fan. The names include: Ghost, Lady, Summer, Nymeria, Shaggy Dog, and Grey Wind. I quickly move my curser to number two on my list and insert Nymeria, Ghost, and Lady. This moves all other names farther down the list of possibilities. I circle Nymeria, as Arya Stark is a favorite character of mine.

I wandered around the place which strangely seemed like Olympus, but it wasn't Olympus. Have I travelled backwards in time? Shut up mind! You always say the worst possible things. The people around me looked at me weirdly. I said that out loud didn’t I? Stupid, stupid me. These people were still staring. It was creepy and they were all wearing clothes which was outdated in fashion world. That’s exactly how Luke says it. I bothered to cross check the quantity of Novanium. How could I be so stupid and impulsive? I rushed

*** ( Flashback)... He paid the woman that just sold him a box of chocolate before heading back to the car. Darius sighed when he heard the music of his ring tone. This is what he gets for closing early from work. "Yes lieutenant Gabriel," he answered."What is it?" "Well we just found out that Phillip hadn't visited his gambling site for a two months, what do you think?" "Well...shouldn't that be because he had no money?" "From what he have here, he still had enough points yet he didn't access the account....that's something unfamiliar with gamblers."