Will You Remember Me For Centuries Novels & Stories

“Don’t ever forget me. I will find you the instant I am awake. I didn't regret last night. I’d sleep for a thousand years if it meant you’d remember me.” The entire chamber was stilled, everyone watching him, and waiting for the Chancellor’s final verdict.

Cassandre They say the sea erases everything. I know it keeps the last words deep within bodies, preserving the severed promises and the names we shouted before fading away. That’s why I chose the sea: it will be the silent memory that forgets nothing. It will receive Lyra as one receives a debt finally repaid.

Iris stood at the end, wearing the dress she wore the day my memory was erased. “ Do you remember me now?.” she asked stretching her hand for me, I stepped forward one foot in fire and the other in bloom, I ran to her holding her hand the moment I got to her. Through time, through pain, every door that gave been close in my memory. Faces I had erased, voices I had silence. My father, my mother and my son. And then I noticed a door I had never see before, I opened it and behind the door was Wren, he smiled and said “ still think this is your mind Callum?”

I tried to blink just to make sure that my eyes weren't playing some dumb tricks on me. It was really her. My eyes weren't playing a trick on me. I would never forget her face even if we don't see each other for a century. Even in a deep slumber with my eyes closed, I’ll still recognise her. Those brown hazel eyes…

"I'll remember, Mom. We all will. The documentary will remember. The memoir will remember. The foundation will remember." "And Lily? Will people remember Lily?" "People will remember Lily forever. She's immortal now. Her sacrifice will be told for generations." "Good. That's good." I closed my eyes, already forgetting this conversation, but holding onto the feeling. Everything would be remembered, even when I couldn't remember. The story would continue, even after I forgot the beginning. Love would multiply, whether I witnessed it or not. That was the art of living. And I'd finally mastered it.

"If you were him, why didn't you come to me after so many years?" "I'm sorry." Cyrus sighed heavily. "After I got rid of those people, I was seriously injured and my head was injured. I don't remember what happened between me and you. It was you who mentioned it last time that I remembered some vague images. The deepest part is this place." "You, you mean, you forgot me?" The person who had been thinking about her for more than ten years had forgotten her. Although she didn't do it on purpose, Cecelia’s still very sad.

My lips continued to say, “I think I want to take a dive.” In the back of my head, I kept chanting the words “Remember me, Merry” again and again because that’s the only thing I want to happen for the two of us. But her expressionless face broke me so much because I was reminded again that there was no way she will remember me. As long as that lighthouse remains shut and the memories won’t be released, she will never remember me and she will never remember us. “What you’re saying absolutely makes no sense, English guy.” Charles whines like a baby and I know she is trying to impress America by protecting her from a stranger.

Hehe… Another reason was, because my memories seemed to vanish little by little. I’m afraid that one day, I wake up without any memories of you. I didn’t know about you, I forget about you. So, I need things to remind me of you. Even though maybe some day the goddess of fate will take all of my memories of you from my mind, my heart will remember it. Just like this letter, this book, this house, and Ben. I hope you find me in your next life. Once again, Thank you Kevin. I love you…

I quickly corrected myself but the ever forgiving goddess didn’t seem to mind any of my questions. “You are a curious child,” she said with a hint of a smile as she said, “I cannot snap back all of their memoirs at once that would not be possible as that would mean to reverse time in some aspects and that I cannot do. Instead after a few years people will start forgetting of this even to be caused by a demon and would instead think of it to be a famine breakout that had taken so many lives and had put so many others to bed sick and unconscious.” “So you will overwrite their memories?”

"What?" "When you died." The Forgotten One explains. "When you truly ended. When Aurora finished. The forgetting ended too. The spell broke. The immunity completed. They remembered. Everything. All two thousand days. All the suffering. All the love. All of it. They remember you now. Really remember. Finally remember. Completely remember." "They remember?" I'm crying. Even dead. Even finished. Crying. "They know who I was? What we had? What I sacrificed? They remember?"