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Echoes of Ash

In a world where Ki is the cornerstone of society, Julian is the youngest son of the powerful Hale family, whose lineage is known for its immense Ki strength. However, Julian is an outcast in his own bloodline. His Ki pool is minimal, and despite years of training, he cannot control itas well as others. While his peers demonstrate remarkable feats of power, Julian struggles with even the simplest of tasks—he can’t enhance his body as others do. In a world where strength equals respect, Julian is seen as weak, useless, and a disappointment to his family. Despite his failings, Julian refuses to give up. He knows the weight of his family’s expectations and the consequences of his weakness, but he is determined to carve his own path. His daily life is filled with the quiet desperation of hiding his incompetence, avoiding confrontations, and trying to maintain the dignity of his name. Though he doesn’t experiment or look for quick fixes, there’s a part of him that refuses to believe he is destined to remain insignificant forever. One fateful day, a catastrophic event shakes the kingdom—a massive disaster strikes, one so immense it disrupts the balance of Ki itself. Amidst the chaos, something inside Julian stirs. The air around him crackles with energy, and for the first time in his life, he feels a shift within his Ki—an unfamiliar sensation, like a force rising up from the deepest corners of his being. His Ki doesn’t surge with power, nor does it become any stronger. But there’s something there, something he can’t comprehend. Julian can feel it, something changing deep within him, but he has no idea what it is yet.
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Making fire

Life was tiring, I wanted so much to be free of everyone. I wanted to hold on to what little happiness I remembered walking through the woods. The feel of the crisp air when the sun broke into dawn, the way I felt the trees come alive as I wondered through them, how quiet everything was. But now I’m married. To the most unpredictable man I had ever encountered. But there is something about him. The way he moves, eyes sharp and narrowed watching my every step. I always felt as if he were hunting me, and maybe he was. I could never get away from those peering eyes long enough to enjoy a moment to myself. He was always there, around every plan of escape, every thought of silence, every time I even thought of a life away from him. No doubt due to the binding ceremony that was performed. The only request I had about the ceremony was that it needed to be performed by a priestess but my father wanted HIS personal witch to bind Tristan and I. Once my father ordered you to do something ‘not one person disagreed’. I did not mean to think so ill of her but I can not help this feeling that she may have added a little spell to the ceremony. If I could only speak to her, I have not seen her since I left my brute of a fathers home. I could always ask Sheri-Tristan’s second wife. Yes. I’m the third wife of this man I call husband. But Sheri was witch born before being turned by Tristan. She had the most beautiful violet hair and matching eyes. Where as I had bright auburn air with green eyes, the only thing I kept of my mother. Sheri could help me find out if I am under some spell so I can get Tristan out of my head long enough to leave his kingdom. She hated me so, I believe it is due to Tristan not informing both of his wives that a third was going to be arriving. And that was me. If I was going to ask her for help it had to be now, I have my awakening ceremony tonight. It will mark 3 months since our wedding and as accustomed with Tristan and his coven, 90 days was the mark a bride had to wait to be judged by the collective to be accepted. Tristan assures me that I will be accepted and he will turn me tonight in the hues of the blood moon that was to be eclipsed. I did not want to be turned. I was human. If I was turned I’d loose my humanity and become full vampire. The same thing happened to Ava-Tirstan’s fist wife. She could not handle the lust and killed a few members of court. Some human but some halflings like Sheri. I did not want to kill. I shuttered at the thought of taking the life essence of another living being. I did not want to live in this manner. I only pray that Sheri is in a favorable mood this afternoon. Here I stand, outside her door. I had been standing here for about 10 minutes. I needed every help I could to escape my marriage. Yet, knocking on her door was the most exhausting thing I have been doing since I arrived here 3 months ago. “Here goes nothing.” I said out loud as I finally knocked. “Entrer” She was quite demure when she’s not in a mood. I might have a chance of gaining her help after all. One look my way and her mood was already changing. “YOU!” —maybe not………….
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Echoes of Rain

The Echoes of Rain is a poignant tale that explores the depths of human connection and the power of healing in unexpected places. Amara, a woman haunted by the ghosts of her past, finds solace in the familiar rhythm of the city and the comforting patter of raindrops. For her, the rain is a melancholy companion, a reminder of loves lost and dreams that have withered away like flowers deprived of sunlight. On a dreary evening, as she navigates the bustling train station, her umbrella slips from her grasp, rolling down the aisle as if fate itself has intervened. It is then that she encounters Noah, a stranger whose warm presence and effortless charm immediately disarm her. With a gentle smirk and a twinkle in his deep brown eyes, he retrieves her fallen umbrella, extending it to her with a casual heroism that catches her off guard. Despite her initial hesitation, Amara finds herself drawn to Noah's quiet confidence and genuine interest in her life. As the train carries them through the city, their conversation flows like a gentle stream, touching on shared passions for literature, music, and the beauty found in life's unplanned moments. When Amara confesses her complicated relationship with the rain, Noah listens without judgment, offering a simple reassurance that perhaps the right kind of rain could change her perspective. Their paths separate as abruptly as they converged, but the encounter leaves an indelible mark on Amara's soul. As she walks home, the rain no longer feels like a burden but a cleansing force, washing away the layers of grief and regret that have weighed her down for far too long. Fate intervenes once more when Amara unexpectedly encounters Noah at a cozy coffee shop, his presence as warm and inviting as the aroma of freshly brewed beans. This time, she doesn't hesitate to accept his invitation to join him, and their connection deepens as they peel back the layers of their pasts. Noah reveals the pain of his father's abandonment and his mother's unwavering strength in the face of adversity. Amara, in turn, confides her own struggles, the rain serving as a poignant metaphor for the memories that have haunted her for years. In each other's company, they find a safe haven, a place where their burdens can be shared and their souls can breathe freely. As their friendship blossoms into something deeper, Amara begins to see the world through a new lens. The rain that once represented sorrow now symbolizes rebirth and renewal, each droplet a reminder of the resilience that has carried her through life's storms. And in Noah's embrace, she finds the courage to confront the demons of her past, finally allowing herself to let go of the pain that has held her captive for far too long. In a poetic twist of fate, the story culminates in a rainstorm that washes away the last remnants of Amara's grief, leaving her standing in the downpour, face upturned to the heavens, arms outstretched in a silent embrace of the very thing that once haunted her. It is in this moment that she realizes the true power of love and connection, and the transformative nature of healing that can occur when two souls find each other in the most unexpected of places. The Echoes of Rain is a breathtaking exploration of the human spirit, a testament to the resilience that lies within us all, and a reminder that even in our darkest moments, the possibility of hope and renewal exists, if only we have the courage to open our hearts and let the rain in.
Zephyr07 · 4.3K Views
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