Series
The Last Celestial
Lyra and her companions continued their journey, traversing diverse landscapes and encountering both the wonders and perils of the world. Along the way, they encountered remnants of ancient civilizations and gained further insights into the interconnected tapestry of life. Each step brought them closer to the heart of their mission: to protect the balance of the world and preserve the legacy of the Celestials.
By Malai Kiap3 years ago in Fiction
The Last Celestial
As the group of unlikely heroes approached the foreboding citadel, a palpable sense of foreboding hung in the air. The sky above darkened, mirroring the ominous intentions of the Shadow Cult. The time had come for Lyra to confront the source of darkness that threatened to plunge the world into chaos.
By Malai Kiap3 years ago in Fiction
The Last Celestial
Beyond the confines of her familiar forest, Lyra journeyed across vast landscapes, leaving the safety of her village behind. With each step, she felt the weight of her destiny pressing upon her, but her heart was filled with a newfound determination and purpose.
By Malai Kiap3 years ago in Fiction
The Last Celestial
In the days that followed her encounter with the Celestials, Lyra immersed herself in the teachings and wisdom of her newfound kindred. She spent hours in the temple, absorbing the ancient texts that recounted the history and magic of the Celestials. She learned about the sacred rituals that once bound her people to the forces of nature and the cosmos.
By Malai Kiap3 years ago in Fiction
The Last Celestial
In the heart of a dense, ancient forest, where the trees whispered secrets to the wind and the sunlight filtered through the leaves like golden rain, lived a young and curious soul named Lyra. She had always felt a deep connection to nature, hearing its echoes in her very being. Her piercing green eyes would scan the forest floor, trying to decipher the enigmatic symbols etched into the tree barks, as if they held the secrets of her existence.
By Malai Kiap3 years ago in Fiction
Empathy Ch. 3
No one had noticed Poe was no longer with the crowd during the scuffle that took place. As a nurse rushed over to Miko and the crowd crescent-mooned around in anticipation, I scoured the complex for the kid. He was nowhere to be found. I needed to check on Hec, too. There was zero doubt in my mind that his outburst had to do with the dreaded he killed yesterday. Taking a life stains the soul. Maybe he was having visions too?
By Conner Carpenter3 years ago in Fiction
Orange. Content Warning.
Make sure you read this first. *** One week after the funeral It has never ceased to amaze me how people can pack up years of their lives into cardboard boxes. Today, the amazement twists into an excruciating agony, increasing with every piece of clothing and property placed into the cartons. Andrea was alive for 18 years; how are we supposed to pack 18 years into a couple boxes? But I pack in silence, not wanting to burden Mom with my pain.
By Alexandria Stanwyck3 years ago in Fiction
A Tapestry of Love
The sun was slowly setting over the horizon as the warm hues painted the sky, mirroring the kaleidoscope of colors in Pride villa. Jordan sat on the porch of their childhood home, the scent of blooming flowers filling the air. Beside them, their grandparent, Sam, smiled with a sparkle of wisdom in their eyes.
By Haryorbami3 years ago in Fiction
THINGS ONLY I SHOULD KNOW.. Content Warning.
I didn't ask him to text me that day, I didn't ask him to come into my life, I even tried to avoid it. He had someone, the kind of someone that people call "a girlfriend", the kind of someone I should've avoided, But I didn't. I befriended her, I befriended him, then I got sucked into their world, a world I never would've thought I'd exist in.
By anonymous reality3 years ago in Fiction
The Celestial Harpist. Content Warning.
In the heart of a vast, enchanted forest, where ancient trees whispered secrets and sunlight filtered through the leaves like golden rain, there lived a mysterious figure known as the Celestial Harpist. With hair as dark as the midnight sky and eyes that shimmered like distant stars, the Harpist possessed an ethereal aura that captivated all who encountered her.
By Pedro Alves3 years ago in Fiction
