Void Century Novels & Stories

I sat there alone all night. In the morning, a servant brought me a birthday cake. Black Forest, with a single white candle. I poured myself a glass of aged blood and raised it. “To our century.” I drained the glass and blew out the candle. My personal countdown hit zero. I dragged my suitcase out the manor's main gate. Sitting in the private car on the way to the airport, I pulled out my phone and sent Kaelan one last text. "Our century is over." With that one sentence, I said goodbye to a hundred years of my youth, and to my obsession with Kaelan.

“That’s right. The birth of Jesus of Nazareth effectively split time for our modern age. Years were measured differently then, but during the reign of Constantine all of that was changed. All right, anything else?” “The third millennium . . . well a thousand years is one millennium, so wouldn’t that be three thousand years?” “No. The words say at the dawn of the third millennium. So that would be now. We live in this beginning. The first millennium includes the years zero to one thousand, the second from one thousand to two thousand, and now we are in the third. So we are rapidly approaching great devastation and upheaval, the likes of which this world has never seen, correct?” Blakeney prom