Wisdom Is Bleak Novels & Stories

Some strengths are seasonal. Wisdom is knowing when to set them down. The work continues. Less guarded. More breathable. And quietly, something essential loosens its hold.

"Not nothing as in: I am finished. Nothing as in: there is no unchosen path. The regret list from the lecture hall is empty. Not because I completed every item — I couldn't have completed all of them. Because the items that mattered were chosen and the ones that weren't chosen turned out not to matter in the way I thought they would." "The knowledge of the unchosen path," he says. Quietly. The fourth book's argument, reduced to five words, by the person who has been watching her build it for thirty-one years. "Yes," she says. "The knowledge arrived at sixty-six, the year after the fiftieth year. What is left is not more choosing. What is left is the continuation of what was chosen. Every day

“You are nothing compared to me! I see that you are not smart enough to accept the check, which could even change your life. “You know that bribery is a crime, right!? And there are cameras in my office, so I can prove it,” I said without feeling intimidated by her, seeing that she was nothing more than a bitter lady, who liked to make other people's lives hell and thought she could buy everything. “I thought you were smarter. “Ah, I was never smart, just honest” I said, looking at her. She remained silent as if analyzing me. “If you have nothing else to deal with, please, I still have a lot of work to do,” he said, observing her.

My normally amber eyes are now decorated with an emerald ring around the iris, they are beautiful. “I am allowed to share my full power now with you. The goddess granted me by your side because you are destined for great things. I am the most powerful wolf ever to walk this earth. You will need all my strength and wisdom for everything what’s to come. This place right here is a first step in discovering who you truly are.” Alexis tells me and with that she pulls back to the edges of my mind. I am shocked!

I stared at her, speechless, because for once, she wasn’t wrong. All this time I’d been fighting to prove I wasn’t weak, not broken, not cursed but maybe the curse wasn’t the magic or the pendant or Morgana’s damn trials, it was me. The calm reflection smiled faintly. “Wisdom is not knowing what to do. It’s choosing to live even when you don’t.” Then she reached out and touched my forehead. Pain. White-hot, and infinite and then, it started, my mind tearing open like an old wound.

Those who heard them could be easily affected. I felt a weird reaction being triggered in my body. Almost instinctively, I squeezed my thighs together. There were a few women wearing shades waiting outside the hotel room. Their cheeks were deeply flushed. Some tilted their heads back, breathing heavily. I heard that blind people had extremely sharp hearing since they lost their sight. They most likely could hear better than me. At that moment, a shrill scream pierced through the air. The women and I were shocked by the scream. While they couldn't see what happened, I could.

Then an eerie sharp whisper decided to break the silence as it says, "Barren are the minds of those who claim they know, Blind are the eyes of those who believe just by sight, Ignorant are the creatures, who conclude unknown as odd, And many are the knowledgeable souls yet never relied on wisdom, So tell me, meandering soul, who are YOU?" Grinning lips then flashed in the mere darkness, as the predator's foul intention unenticingly made her presence known to her Prey.

This was the type of school where everyone knew everyone. The three of us balanced each other out. "How did you finish the pop quiz so quick?" Bea looked at me with wide eyes, noticing the paper turned upside down on my desk. She looked baffled. I shrugged. "It was easy." Bea groaned quietly. "Yeah—easy for the smartest person in the world. Also known as you. You are the smartest person in the world, my friend." "Maybe—the smartest person in the room." Jade laughed softly, hey eyes trained on her quiz as she finished writing.

"There is a popular saying among my people that a blind man is useless in the eyes of his people when the sun is shinning in the morning but when the sun has departed and everywhere is in complete darkness, the blind man eventually becomes the king because he has mastered the art of walking in darkness and those people who had neglected him in the morning will seek his help as they try in vain to find their way home. Great people of Umuise, i am not saying that I am blind neither am I supporting any of you to lose your sight, I am simply teaching you about the importance of every small blessing you possess. Most of us are not aware that we are blessed and most of us who are aware of our bles

I’d come this far, and I wasn’t about to back down now. Finally, the old woman spoke again, her voice cold and measured. “You are brave, I will give you that. But bravery without wisdom is foolishness.” I gave her a small, sarcastic smile. “And sitting around judging people for centuries is wise?” I added, “mind you, no matter how much you try to ignore this, it wouldn’t change. I wouldn’t magically turn human again. I’m now one of you. A vampire, and it’s either you suck up to it and accept it, or…I don’t know, stab yourself with wood?”