We Are Meant To Be Novels & Stories

We eat in silence, in front of the fire, entwined. — Kassian? — Yes? — What do we do now? — About what? — About us. About what we are. About what we're becoming. I finish my toast, take a sip of coffee, think. — We live, I say. — That's it? — That's already a lot. She nods, slowly. — You're right. We've run so much, fought so much, doubted so much. Maybe it's time to just... be. — Just be, I repeat.

he resolved. We instinctively seek comfort and luxury, leveraging our intellect and observation to invent remarkable things and explore new frontiers. The world embracingly welcomes us, offering abundant opportunities to prove ourselves. With perseverance and hard work, we can achieve our goals and unlock our full potential. As we journey forward, we remember that nothing is more precious than our health, the foundation of a healthy mind. With this treasure, what more do we need to succeed? It only needs to be focused.

I jerked my head in an awkward nod before striding in the direction Merrick had gone. "Why?" someone yelled, their voice louder than the other murmurs and variety of emotional scents clouding the air. "Why bother making it work?" I turned to face the person, scanning the crowd for the source of the question. I couldn’t pinpoint it, but I answered anyway. "Because we belong here," I said simply. "This was meant to be our home." I spread my arms out to the trees. "Can't you feel it? You were drawn here for a reason. This is the place the world intends us to be, and I for one, am not leaving."

I didn't have any regrets anymore. It was just a shame, really. I had fallen in love with him from the very start, but we were never meant to be. 'If I ever get another chance at life, I hope we won't meet again.'

The other responds: “Yes. And we’ve been walking it all along without realizing it.” That dialogue crystallizes the theme of this chapter: meaning is not only in the destination, but in the cumulative, conscious act of living together. Each day, each act, each decision is a facet of the structure we now see in total.

Each member contributes to our collective strength, reinforcing the bonds that tie us together as we navigate the challenges of our world. As I reflected on the purpose behind Blood Moon Eclipse, I felt the need to articulate our vision on the page. Carefully, I detailed our mission, underscoring our intention to remain neutral amidst turmoil, our hearts focused on nurturing rather than contention. Our aim was to create a sanctuary—an oasis of support and safety for anyone in need.

Everything we'd built together. Our future. Starting now. Beginning with this moment of peace and love and anticipation. Together. Forever. **To be continued **

'Accept yourself, love yourself, and keep moving forward. If you want to fly, you have to give up what weighs you down. You are not an option, a choice or a soft place to land after a long battle. You were meant to be the one. If you can wrap yourself around the idea that you are something incredible, then you will stop excusing behavior that rapes your very soul. You were never meant to teach someone to love you. You were meant to be loved. We are each gifted in a unique and important way. It is our privilege and our adventure to discover our own special light.'

“I’m saying you’ve got to survive. And in high school, that means being the lion, not the gazelle. It’s not about being mean; it’s about being untouchable. If that means being a bully, then so be it." I nodded slowly, the pieces clicking into place. If being untouchable meant I’d never have to feel like this again—humiliated, weak, small—then I’d do whatever it took. Thomas clapped me on the shoulder, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “You’ve got potential, Logan. Just don’t waste it.” That night, I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, replaying his advice over and over. Tomorrow would be different. Tomorrow, I’d start building a version of myself no one could knock down.

The next morning, Maggie woke up just as moody as she was yesterday. She had an urge to just go and leave everything behind, to be alone for a while. But she had a lot of questions that demanded answers, and she was never the type to run away from problems. Maggie believed that problems were like rabid dogs. You can try to run from them and hide, but in the end, the dog will find you and bite you in the ass. So you're better off standing where you are and face the problem. Then you just might have a chance. Till now, this always worked, and she knew it wouldn't be possible to ignore everything that happened yesterday.