Anthem Novels & Stories

Cause the sun to rise The heart that weeps shall sing The womb that was barren has given birth to the child of promise Anthony O. Godwin

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Also, the winds are their own spiraling energies that will increase power, as well as act as a ward. Our circle is cast, “In the coils of Leviathan, our circle is now sealed.” I draw my athame made of a dragon bone and a Dragon Blade. North, South, East, and finally to the West, closing the circle so that none but the one summoned can enter. Facing West as my coven chants, I say, “Amurru, great wind, which brings devastation to the plains, I summon thee!

The art required the flawless suspension of whole milk froth over the dark crema, and each wolf was required to declare their thematic path before the first drop touched the cup. Tahlia maintained a rigid, aristocratic smile as he claimed the horn first. "My chosen theme for the ancestors is: A Snow-Covered Cottage in Freezing Weather." When the horn reached my fingers, I paused, my voice carrying a smooth, classical cadence that cut through the acoustics of the cathedral. "Mine shall be: The Bloom of a Thousand Pear-Flowers Ushered Forth by the Night Breeze of Spring."

Rosemary The air in Amber’s cottage was thick with the scent of dried herbs and the faint, acrid tang of burnt candle wax. The small space had become my sanctuary, my battleground, my prison. Almost every day since the battle, I had snuck away here to practice magic, to chip away at the overwhelming sense of helplessness that had taken root in my chest, the fear of Andromeda’s next move. And every day, I felt like I was clawing at the edges of something vast and incomprehensible, something I could barely grasp.

The magical solution is added, and the mixture starts to emit a gentle hum, like the quiet buzzing of a harp string. "It's time to recite the pack motto," Arthur whispers and I quickly grab my mate's hand. My right hand was cut and Athena's left hand was cut. I know that my blood if mixed with hers, will accelerate her healing. So, I am not only holding her for support but to achieve the latter. "From ashes, we rise Unbroken and unbowed Ember to flame Reborn in fire and blood United we stand, united we rise Through darkness, we find light Rise, rebuild, reignite

QUEEN The sitting area was bathed in the soft glow of candlelight, the flickering flames casting shifting shadows against the walls. The scent of burning sage and lavender filled the air, curling around me like a warm embrace. I moved carefully, placing each herb in its rightful place on the embroidered cloth laid out before me. Every movement was intentional—each leaf, each flicker of the flame, each whispered prayer a step toward guiding my daughter back to the path she was meant to walk.

"On a brighter note, I finally acquired that rare text on elemental linguistics I've been searching for. One of the kitchen staff had a cousin who..." Her voice was suddenly swallowed by a swell of music. A chorus erupted from the heart of the encampment—dozens of voices rising in a traditional elven anthem. The song was hauntingly beautiful, ancient and powerful, and it drowned out Amelia's words completely. A pang of sadness hit me; I had been enjoying our moment of normalcy. Amelia's voice came through, strained and loud. "IT'S GETTING LOUD! I'LL LET YOU GO! BE SAFE, THALIA!"

We walked outside to see a sea of people standing. "Where did they come from?" I asked Hayden. "All around the world, through portals mainly" Hayden replied, silence fell on the crowd. After a minute's silence they started chanting The Magna Poem of the Endowed. Golden for the birth of crown Red for bringing up the dawn Niveus for the day of rebirth Blue to bring the magic down White for when one is wilted down Scarlet when the hunt is back again Silver blades rise on victory march Love will patch our tattered hearts

This showed just how large the whole academy was. Rie went straight to the school garden. She hadn’t arrived there yet, but she could already hear the soft sound of the violin. It was Pachelbel’s Canon in D major. She smiled and continued walking. At the center of the garden was a gazebo and inside it was a girl with long golden hair and golden-brown eyes. She was the source of the wonderful violin music that Rie had just heard. Rie closed her eyes and savored the music she’s hearing. Then the music paused. She opened her eyes and saw that the girl was looking back at her. The girl then smiled as if she had just saw the most wonderful thing in the world.