ความลึกลับ Romane & Geschichten

The angle made us look far more intimate than we actually were. Another picture followed, then another. Different angles, different moments. Every single one looked terrible.My heartbeat turned uneven as I scrolled down. BLACKTHORN CONFESSIONS: Guess the scholarship students have creative ways of surviving. CAMPUS TEA: Knew she was suspicious. ANONYMOUS USER: So this is how she got Professor Vale’s attention? ANOTHER USER: Adrian Laurent finally dating someone? Didn’t expect it to be her. I stopped reading immediately. My hands were shaking.

•●• The day went by rather fast, in order for the evening to dawn upon us. The darkness has been most alluring to me ever since that night, one would think to oneself that I would be terrified surrounded by any dark environment, but quite on the contrary. Being surrounded by nothing, but the constant darkness for months has made me grow fond of all the secrets the dark has witnessed. Most trustworthy companion. Mine was one now of many. I have always dressed more casually, but that was the old me. Tonight I have overstepped into the classier section of wardrobe choices.

“You don’t have to tell him anything. He can see us.” My head swiped up instantly and I searched around for cameras but found none. “How is he able to see us?” I whispered to Sly, almost shoving my body into his. “Are there hidden cameras?” I got ignored again. We stopped right outside a door then Sly typed in a code. The door opened and he stepped aside and gestured for me to enter. “Have a lovely evening Ms. Shirley.”

Wedged into place like a puzzle piece that didn’t quite fit, but forced itself into place anyway. The smell comes first, dust and old ink. Not blood, not fire. This is not the lab. This is not the field. This is Obscura. A lecture hall. No, a chamber beneath it. Circular. Carved stone. A spiral of ancient symbols I now recognize as both Everley and Thornveil lined the walls. A figure flitted across my hazy field of vision, voice dulled by time and memory loss, but I know the cadence. Deliberate. Refined. Female.

He sees me smiles and responds mischievously. "No, I'm fine at the moment," I nod and leave even more nervous than when I entered. I walk into the kitchen and into the office, where Pit has another order list in hand. “What's up Nisha?” he asks when he sees my face. “Who is Dark?” I ask, what happens next alarms me. The list falls from her hands and the color in her face vanishes completely, she opens her eyes wide and says in barely a whisper. “Where have you heard that name?” I hesitate for a moment.

I was walking into the woods, full moon high, headed to my sanctuary next to the pool. The closer I got, the darker the water appeared. I saw something floating within the middle of the pool. I shook my head, no. I jumped into the water grabbing the body and flipping it over, Jules’ dead eyes stared up at me. No!

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"Wait... eternal blackness? Like the darkness?" Remi shrugged. "I don't know. I am only telling you the legend as I heard it. Are you going to let me finish?" He gave me an irritated look. I nodded for him to continue while I ignored his sass. "It is said..." He waited for me to interrupt again. When I didn't, he continued, "that it can call to its wielder's darker half in a time of need to help maintain the balance of the realms. It is unlocked through solving three puzzles."

Lupa and Lycidas followed closely, their eyes scanning the darkened passageways. They moved cautiously through the winding corridors, their footsteps echoing in the cavernous space. Shadows danced on the walls, cast by the flickering light of their torches. The silence was oppressive, broken only by the occasional drip of water from the ceiling. After a short while, they encountered the first of many illusions. The path before them seemed to split into multiple directions, each route filled with shadowy figures and flickering lights that played tricks on their eyes.

She combed through scrolls detailing past encounters with darkness, ancient texts outlining forgotten rituals, and fragmented maps charting the uncharted territories where whispers of evil supposedly lingered. Days bled into weeks as Elara delved deeper into the forgotten history. She unearthed stories of a fallen guardian order, the Obsidian Watch, rumored to have possessed knowledge of a powerful dark magic. Whispers hinted at a hidden library, a repository of forbidden artifacts and corrupted celestial fragments.