Under The Oak Tree Riftan の小説・ストーリー

I drop my head a little, pricking my ears and glancing around us—not just to make sure there was no sign of Amora, but to try to pinpoint the rift. I think it’s close, I say. Frost? He tends to be the one most in tune to the energy around rift areas. These are areas where the veil between the shadow realm and the earthly realm are thin, and where we could possibly create a tear in the fabric between worlds to bring the shadows over to this plane of existence. We came across this particular rift on the way to the Tree of Life, where we retrieved the sap we needed to complete the potion that saved Frost’s life.

The ancient magic of an oak tree. ‘But the Zaeafranen, Raven?’ Wolf had a look of concern in his eyes. ‘Yes, I know,’ replied Raven, ‘a perilous wasp's nest.’ Wolf frowned in response. Raven took out the gray book, threw it at Wolf. ‘That must contain the solution.’ He told the message of the runes. ‘Oak, journey, gate, moon, balance, messenger. Inner Journey and Recovery.’ ‘In no particular order, I assume,’ determined Wolf, put on his glasses and flipped through the gray book.

Maximus howled nonstop in my head frantic clawing begging to shift to do anything but I shoved him down because shifting wouldn’t help her here. I stroked her white hair and whispered nonsense promises into her ear “Hold on baby, I’ve got you. We’re almost there, just hold on.” Adrian drove fast as he took back roads and avoided lights until we reached the old logging trail that led to the hidden rift. He killed the engine and we stepped out into thick forest silence broken only by night insects and our harsh breathing. Adrian lifted Isabella again and I walked ahead, pushing through underbrush until we reached the ancient oak split down the middle with faint silver light pulsing from the cr

Aunt Linda pushed forward, unlocked her phone, and brought up the trending news: [Rapist Dies in Court], holding it up to Mom. “Rebecca, isn’t this exactly what you wanted? You wanted to know what happened? Look carefully at this news, and see who the person named is! “And look at this cremation report—whose name is on it? How dare you blame Charlotte? How dare you shift the blame onto her? “Do you even have a shred of shame? Look at these facts—the real culprit is clear!” … Mom took the phone, read everything carefully, and sank into a deathly silence, crying uncontrollably.

“Kael… if you go, Ashwood collapses. The packs collapse. Everything you’ve bled for collapses. And Rhea will follow you into the grave.” Kael’s breathing tightened. Fenrak placed a hand on his shoulder. “Let me do this for you.” Violet stepped into the room behind them, her eyes red. “It’s time,” she whispered. --- The trek to the Ancient Oak was silent. Only the crackling of torches followed them as warriors marched through the forest. The ground trembled with something old, something waking beneath the soil. The Ancient Oak towered over them — massive, twisted, its roots half in the real world and half fading into swirling mist. The bark pulsed faintly like a beating heart.

* As Rin managed to push through the branches and thorns with a bottle of water, antiseptic and bandage in his hand, he heard a tree fall some distance away and felt a shiver in his bones though he kept walking. When he reached the designated spot, he gulped at the fact that about six oak trees were all fallen close to their roots and found Raven punching another one, birds cawing and flying all above them, high in the trees, her face furiously red as blood trickled down her arms and to her elbow. "Raven!" As he charged to her, she let out a scream and spun around, kicking the tree as it fell in the process before facing him. The look on her face stopped him as she said, "What are you doing

The rift part 1: At the opening of the rift POV: “This is as far as we can go unfortunately. The rift is up ahead, there is a cave off to the right behind a big tree trunk. Once you go into the cave you will see the Rift it is a glowing red portal.” The white-haired witch said pointing at this big tree up head. We couldn’t see a damn thing in this wintery hell fire. “Why do we have to always walk into or go into the most haunted places. When I tell you this goes against everything that is black in us, we mean that shit.” Mina said as we tried to see anything instead of blackness and snow slapping us in the face. “I don’t care where it is at this point as long as it’s warm. This shit is for

asked Hayden, no longer feigning disinterest. "Of course, it could, but it won’t. Knowledge is a powerful and therefore dangerous thing. The tree will not help to further corrupt the already corrupted. It will not let its knowledge be used to crush kingdoms, outwit foes or garner fame. The Omniscient Oak is fed by the waters of the River of Jaded Wanderers. The river is similar to the Faded Dreams' River but unlike the Forest of Faded Dreams it does not accept all requests. Drinking the Jaded Wanderers' Water does nothing. The tree acts like a judge of sorts, answering few questions but giving much clearer and more detailed answers than the Faded Dreams' Water.

106 - Ben Well, if that isn’t ominous, I don’t know what is. “So, we have to go back to this…Rift?” I test out the name that is very apt for the massive wound in the ground full of intricately placed stones, and yet so ambiguous, no one outside the magical community would have any idea what is being discussed if they heard it.