"Stella, please don't get up! Stillness has not yet been broken." Isabel, her voice still calm but sad, turned her back on me. She studied the footprints Sir Fernando had left behind. Her head was hung low, and she appeared to be suppressing a sob.
All of us, including Isabel, were carrying something we all had in common. In other words, it hurts just as much. Several strategies for restraining or redirecting them in the future. Another ally of ours fell.
Another occurrence of this kind has occurred. Our camp leader is the target this time.
We had a sibling taken away because of the impasse. There was a guide that went missing. A guiding star that can help us reach safety. The impasses were like a ship full of sailors out on a dark ocean at midnight.
I addressed him as "Sir Ferns..." I repeated as my chest heaved with each sob. While Oswin slept, Myra held me in her arms. Despite this, I knew I was on their side regardless of the future.
Smoke and
I met Zeri and Faey in the yard outside the Provost Building. Oswin and Myra were contacted by the academy's provost earlier. It also included Isabel, Avi, and a juvenile hybrid named Samantha."There has been a two-hour delay. We need to know what became of them." Impatiently, Faey asked. The rose behind him was almost completely sucked dry. It has created a hobby of carefully removing petals from flowers.Once upon a time, I could read sounds into the Provost Building; now, I can't listen to everyone's heart."Perhaps Renate, the provost, has created a shield around the entire room, Zeri. That suggests they're discussing a sensitive topic and need to take extra safety measures, "I added.Perhaps," acknowledged Zeri, who appeared to have given up on trying to learn what was happening inside the structure.I heaved a sigh and mutter, "I hope sir Ferns is doing well."Together they drew air and whispered, "I hope so."We stood in silen
Fabian didn't even flinch. His eyes shifted from me to the man beside me like hard marble slowly crumbling into powder. He breathed heavily as he swallowed the lump in his throat. A loud female voice from behind Fabian interrupted the action, saying, "All deadlocks, follow me!" Professor Zoe Glynnie, wearing a voluminous purple cloak, stepped out. Her long, glossy locks hung down below her neck. She looked like a living doll with a thick book tucked under her right side. Myra claims that she is a "purple caster" and is highly trusted by Provost Renate because of her skill with purple focus. "Stella!" Myra, standing right behind Professor Zoe, screamed out loudly to me. Oswin sat next to her, looking perplexed. The man fixed his gaze on me and shook his head automatically. They kept walking till the professor was sure where we were. He raised his right eyebrow as he gazed at me. His visage was devoid of any enthusiasm—a blank expression.
"Can you keep a secret?""I'm a sucker for secrets!" Myra responded quickly, as if enthralled by what Oswin had to say. Her swollen eyes have yet to return to normal."What is the secret?" I was intrigued. I quickly sensed dread in the secret that the man hadn't even started yet, and I knew it would have a significant impact on what happened next. I looked at Oswin, who seemed to be bothered by something. His eyes couldn't conceal it."I can get us out of here!" he moaned excitedly.Myra moved her gaze closer to the man who appeared to be the most enthralled by whatever Oswin had to say. "Do you have a counterspell?""Swear in this dungeon that the secret will be kept within these four walls.""Promise," I murmured, raising my right hand."Promise! Even if I bet on my lovely face! So, do you have a counterspell for Professor Zoe's high-level spells?""No. But we, Levistes, are true masters of escape abilities such as transfer,
With one click, I was at home.I felt secure.Safer than any other location.After everything that had happened, the smell of the blooming lilac mixed with the scent of the roses, hardwoods, pines, and mosses, the serenity that surrounded the place, and the guarantee that no one could harm me every time I was here was all I ever wanted.The sun was setting. As the wind gently swayed the green leaves of the forest, butterflies and birds began to appear in a shelter.We were now behind the house. And, based on the story about Sir Mikael, he was probably aware of our arrival despite being in a remote corner of the house. Ever since I mentioned the butler's name, Oswin has been agitated."Why do people sneak in through the backdoor? Always!" Myra frowned as she inquired."Even those who slip away," Oswin responded by laughing. But only for a brief moment because his expression abruptly changed. He also appeared to sense the arrival of a l
My remembrance of my parents will remain a constant in my mind forever. Truly. Someday, if my journey were to finish in death, I know they would be able to see me in the sky if they tried hard enough.Sure, they'd see me if I were there.With a sorrowful heart, I left my parents. They anticipated this. They thought they were prepared, but their reaction revealed everything. They weren't ready. I've never been.I was, too.As we proceeded towards the backyard, Myra never left my side. She comforted my back as I sobbed uncontrollably. "Stella, I can't promise that everything will be fine. Because it is never acceptable to abandon your loved ones."My tears dried on my cheeks. Myra was correct; nothing would be well because my life and the lives of my family were at stake in this predicament. I had no other option. There was no going back now.Avi had noticed it. Several times.It was likely that the outcome of my attempt to deflect dest
"Chase!" we exclaimed together.The uniformed man appeared to have recently learned of Oswin and my plans. A gaze came across his face and landed on mine. He looked at me like there was nothing else in the world. As his gaze settled firmly into mine, I noticed a renewed flash of gold."Please, Stella, do not do this. You will perish out there!" He clenched his teeth. As liquid began to trickle from his eyes, he strengthened his grip on the door frame. "There is an alternative!""There is no other option, Chase." A loud voice interrupted the conversation. I recognized it by its tone. "Stella's prospects of escaping her fate are dwindling."Oswin rolled his eyes. After Chase and Avi unexpectedly showed up, he seemed irritated. Before I could even see his fingers snap, he was already grinding his teeth.The man's actions shocked Isabel, Avi, and Chase. As if that weren't enough of a surprise, Oswin also led us to the hidden tunnel entrance, where I st
As we left the school and entered the woods behind it, the image of Avi's tearful face remained in my mind. With a sigh of relaxation, my shoulders rolled back. I miss being able to look her and my parents in the eyes.I wish...But it seemed to me that fate had other plans. None of our expectations will be met. It didn't look that way anymore.We traversed the lush grasses beneath a dense forest of ancient trees. The light was impossible to come by. Nothing but the gloomy forest, shaded by towering trees, with its damp shrubs and misty cover. From where I'm positioned, a random collection of wild trees and evergreens have been thrown together to create a pathless meadow.The sounds of the wild we encountered were all the night crickets and birds chirping, the distant screams of wild hounds, and the skulking of unseen creatures.In the lead, we found Isabel and Oswin. Myra, Oswin's assistant, was lurking in the shadows, watching my every move. Ther
Chase backed off on his own when we felt and heard what sounded like a series of explosions in the sky.It's as if the sporadic lightning flashing on the cloud cover was attempting to break through the whole thing. To be exact, tiny vortices encircled by lightning. Like fireworks, one swirl of deep purple and blue appears around a bend and then another."Oh, Stella, did you kiss D?" Myra inquired, trembling. She was practically touching my ear with her tongue. "Because Chase gets too hot, and then it gets too chilly."As I observed the happenings in the sky, I nodded."A kiss that sent a thousand black vortexes spinning! They seem to have picked up on our presence!" My friend's mood remained weak and controlled as she saw what seemed to be a single painting of dark powers in the sky. "They've arrived!""What did you do, Chase?" Isabel's curiosity was never satisfied. Her bolt-action rifle is loaded in a flash. Her rifle's surface shatters with ligh
Chase wished for her. Because fate had decreed that he would be the one to save the Tribe when evil seeded. For a long time, almost every living thing on the planet believed that this was the ultimate goal—he who would save us all. True. I'm guessing quite frequently. But, there are those people who selected the road to their own ruin. Either temporarily or indefinitely. He could have been one of the unlucky few. Be cautious of what you hope for. The rumors have it, but he didn't pay any heed. Chase did not beg a falling star to help him keep the tribe safe on the night in question. He merely desired to be content. The desire to find true love. He thought that true love had an eternal essence. He did. Stella descended from the stars the same night. His desire. Yet, if wishes could be granted, why didn't his hope for bliss and eternal love come true? Why did it tear him to shreds? Perhaps not all of our desires are granted; perhaps a meteor's fall does not magically fulfill all of
My mind was deluged with disturbing visuals. There appeared to be no living things. Nothing but an enormous void of darkness exists. Should we consider Tribes over at this point? Is this what my bleak visions of the future mean? So, this is it? "Chase," Mira muttered behind me. He clung to my arm, which he hadn't done in a long time because he hated me for losing Sandro. "Please tell me what you see, Isabel. Please let me know if you can see the photo of us... of Tribus." I stammered as I tried to speak. As thick black smoke gradually enveloped the entire dome, my entire system trembled. "I'm not seeing anything. I can't. Nothing is visible to me!" "This can't be happening," said Fina, who was standing behind me. The density of the dark smoke increased. None of the doom tree's limbs were visible to us. Our shared anxiety united us. Is it the end of everything? The last place I saw Chase, my eyes widened as I noticed a small light there. That is until the intensity of the storm
A strong breeze blew. Leaves, small branches, and sand fluttered in the breeze. The entire opening of that volcano was barely visible to me. Even with my glasses on, I fell asleep because my lashes are short. I leaned in close to Fabian and Stella. "Clypeus!" Mira begins to cast her spell. Then, gradually, a semitransparent, glass-like dome forms around us. Mira sat behind the sobbing Fabian, comforting his back. Many people see it as rude and hard, but there is a hint of sadness on its face. It is understanding. "She desired to live. I could see it in her eyes. She wanted to be with us, but fate had other plans." The man hugged Stella's body once more. "She's a pleasant person. I'm sorry for your loss, Fabian and Isa "Fina, who was sitting at Stella's feet, made a sad statement. Even though Fina's statement was brief, I could sense her sincerity. I was surprised to hear Mira sobbing behind Fabian. Perhaps he is sorry for what he did to Stella. Tears formed on the bridge of her ey
A piercing scream filled the volcano's mouth. Fighting with opponents had almost rendered me paralyzed. Chase here. I can hear his anguish from where I am. He's finished it. It has been completed. Stella has been drained to death by him. Stella... My dearest friend. She's left. She was consumed by both, as I have seen many times. All of my friends were being taken away from me by fate. Sandro. Myra. Oswin. Now Stella. Tears streamed down my cheeks gradually. I really wish we had more time. Stella exudes positivity. I wish it had ended differently. This is not the case. This is not the case. Chase yelled once more. This created a powerful wave of energy. The man is in mourning. I understand your anguish. That is why his power has been increased by a factor of two. Never underestimate the strength of a bereaved soul. It is capable of destroying an entire village in its grief. Thank you very much! I raised my eyes to the doom tree's flowers once more. My heart was pounding
From the glowing cylinders strewn about, three divine forms form a triangle. A tailcoat tuxedo in a scotch mist white with solid silver Gothic buttons was what Sir Ultra wore. As he descended into the volcano's crater, his mournful gaze followed me. Sir Blue Dane, decked out in a brown military jacket and worn pants, stood across the way. Sir Strike comes down from up high in his trademark black trenchcoat and blows off the Santis. The nearest landing spot was right here, and he kept looking between me and Chase, who was still asleep. That's right, they've finally arrived. Trinity touched down in the volcano's sandy crater. They didn't waste any time, Blue Dane and Ultra. As soon as they landed, they unleashed a barrage of counterattacks on their foes. Meanwhile, I was aware of Sir Strike's close proximity to me. In an instant, his jaws tightened and his golden eyes narrowed. "I hope we're not late," he said quietly as he yanked the grass wrapped around me with all his effort. Whe
Like a light of a single firefly banishing in the prey's mouth, his burning eyes were gone, and so was his grip, which was almost an inch away from my hands. Oswin was able to move him to the point where the bullets would have passed through, which should have been for the enemy. Chase hesitated when he got to his new place, but as soon as he did, three bullets hit his right chest in quick succession. Chase almost recoiled as the bullets hit his body. White, icy mist splattered from the gunshot. like a ball bursting inside after hitting a sharp and deadly bullet. My heart slowly disintegrated seeing his demise. "Chase!" I screamed. I tried to run towards where the man was now unable to move and what looked like a lump of ice in the standing. Chase was frozen solid, metaphorically speaking. He was paralyzed from the neck down. As the scalding liquid trickled down my cheeks, I made an effort to close the gap. As I walked up to the man, tears filled my eyes. It didn't go unnoticed b
This scene was shattered by four shots fired in rapid succession. My first taste of the pungent, cold gunpowder came from the locusts released by Isabel's magical rifle.The next thing I noticed was the smell, which seemed to be deteriorating muscle, fabric, and rubber. When I turned around to face the shadow sorcerers following me, I saw that they, too, were dissolving like ice in the presence of a powerful flame. Isabel praised them as she walked toward them with her gun still pointed at Sandro. Myra and Oswin stayed inside the massive energy orb. Sandro made a gesture that his black coworkers should not attack. I think he was trying to protect Isabel. The all-black group didn't do anything as the student regent moved closer to his old friend. Sandro froze in place. Isabel approached him, the rifle pointing directly at his face. As the man traced a path between them, I saw Isabel take a few gulps at a time. When he got close enough, I could see the whites of his eyes reddening un
"Detrahet me in vas+," came a whisper in the wind. It echoed in my head. Detrahet me in vas... I was suddenly reminded of the mark it made on my mind during the silent hour at the academy, which Isabel informed me meant "bring me the vessel."As the four dark sorcerers held me captive, I fought to free myself. The tight grasp of their dry hands and sharp nails had already begun to irritate my arm and leg. I was definitely terrified when I saw his face again, and I let out a shriek. The look on his face spelled doom for me.I felt my chest disappear. Because of the attention I received from my peers, the struggle was particularly intense. Chase emerged from hiding behind the massive boulder and began to stand. Time will tell, but it seems likely that it will bolt off again soon.They are doomed to die. If it didn't finish, people could feel sorry for me, and that would lead to many deaths. I would not tolerate pity on anyone else's part.But what should I do first, and how?It seemed t
Each passing second was accompanied by the shrill sound of my heart. Then the noise level skyrocketed, and I could see everything happening right in front of my eyes. It felt like my body was going numb with each pulse of my heart and every pump of my veins.A part of me felt like it was wasting away, but my brain wouldn't let me give up.Yes. I did my best to stick to the established sequence. My world nearly came apart at the seams because I trusted the weaver's prophecy. I thought that the beginning and end of my story were written by the universe itself.But.In the middle of the beginning and the end, a pause gave me a chance to alter my fate, if I so chose.This was presented to me by him.I needed Chase to give me hope so that I could keep going until the battle was over. To fight back at every turn, and perhaps throw a wrench into what the foresightful weavers and seers have planned.As he raced to save me, I realized he wanted to prove that he would fight and try to change fa