Thousand Autumns Characters Novels & Stories

The light gleamed off of the worn-down furniture and the porcelain dishes. Tamashi noticed that his brother’s eyes gleamed in the sunlight. He also had dark blue eyes, but unlike Tamashi, he had dirty blonde hair. Tamashi smiled. “Yeah, I promise. I’m Tamashi, and I always will be. I’m going to find a way to get out of this mess.” Yasa smiled in reply. “Alright, lil bro, I’ll remember that promise. Have a great day!” —— The autumn breeze carried leaves through the streets as Charlie, Anna, and Tsuru approached the coffee shop.

Autumn's body arched involuntarily as a torrent of vivid visions flooded her mind—Maraya standing defiantly on the cusp of a battlefield, a woman cloaked in mist chanting her name with reverence, and spirits bowing before her in acknowledgment. A jarring pain lanced through her head, and her bones ignited with a searing burn. Just before she succumbed to the darkness, Tristan's strong arms caught her, preventing her from collapsing altogether. When Autumn regained consciousness, she found herself in one of the estate's opulently adorned rooms, draped in rich velvet, the flickering candlelight casting a soft glow. The book lay open beside her once more, and this time, a single line shimmered