White Nights 소설 & 이야기

[The Silence of the Stone] The world didn’t end with a scream. It ended with a breath—his breath, hitched and shallow, ghosting against the hollow of my throat before the light took everything. I woke up in the white. It wasn’t the sterile white of a Macau lab or the blinding white of the spire’s overload. It was the soft, muffled white of a mountain winter. The snow was falling again, thick and indifferent, burying the charred remains of the obsidian needle beneath a blanket of cold mercy.

It was no longer black. It was turning a brilliant, terrifying white.

Shadow and silver mixed into something terrible and beautiful, and the woman, the White Luna, began to destroy them all, wolves and vampires alike, her face streaming with tears as she killed the children she'd tried to save— I jolted awake, gasping, my sheets soaked with sweat. My dorm room was dark except for the pale morning light creeping through the curtains. My alarm wouldn't go off for another twenty minutes, but there was no point trying to go back to sleep. Not when the dreams were this intense.

“That’s what the Protection Grounds are for. The wolves are taken there, bound, caged in barriers so thick that not even an Alpha could break through. They’ll rage and fight all night until the moon sets. But they won’t touch us.” Maren nodded, though uneasily. “Still… the sirens aren’t just for show. If anyone goes out there, even by mistake…” She trailed off, swallowing. “You don’t survive a wolf under the White Moon. They don’t even know who you are. They just kill.” The dorm rattled as another thunderous roar split the night, louder, deeper, more monstrous than anything Seraphine had ever heard. Her blood ran cold. “What was that?” she whispered.

At what time Gwyneth will wake up from slumber and regain consciousness no one could tell. No one slept a wink that night. What if they were dying in sequence? What if each one of them is meant to go. *** A pale, haunting moon hung like mistletoe in the coldness of the night sky. Stars threaded into the clouds were darkened by the pollution of the city and the lights of misfits after dark.

The firelight flickered against the rafters, shadows stretching and twisting like they were moving on their own. Ronan stayed where he was, watching the door. The howl came again—closer now. And Kaela knew the White wasn’t going to let them have a quiet first night. *** The White is creeping me out already... Am I the only one? Please leave the comment. ***

He knew that when the sun dipped below the horizon and night fell, she would head for that water. ​Ethan would not stop in his quest for the book Scarlett held, and Alex would do whatever it took to keep her safe... even if it meant breaking the laws of the pack. ​As night fell, a profound silence blanketed the camp while everyone slept. With careful steps and knowing glances, Scarlett and Leslie slipped out of their tents, heading toward the lake under the starry sky. They didn't realize that, from a distance, a large wolf was following them through the shadows. It was Ethan, who had decided to watch Scarlett from his lupine form, his eyes fixed on his target.

The black hair on the walls began to retreat, sizzling as if hit by acid. "The light," Elodie gasped. She looked at the viewport. A sliver of pure, blinding white light was cutting through the amber shell. It wasn't sunlight. It was cold. Piercing. The White Moon had risen. "Victor, the Moon!" The charred ghost shrieked. It wasn't a human sound. It was the sound of a forest fire being extinguished by a flood. It began to dissolve into gray flakes of ash, swirling toward the air vents.

She could still feel the exhilaration of running with Kail in the woods. Bright sunlight. A never-ending light. She smiled at the thought that perhaps this would last forever. Silje smiled often nowadays. She secretly wondered if the dark cloud in her heart would completely disappear one day. The white nights of July. It seemed like winter would last forever, but summer had arrived. The Scandinavian summer. “The white nights will begin in July. The midnight sun is a natural phenomenon that occurs in the summer when the sun remains visible during midnight. There will be various summer festivals…”