Novel & Cerita Faraway Wanderers

Kahit paano ay napayapa ang loob ko na may mamamahala sa agency habang wala ako. “Nami-miss ko lang sina Nanay.” First time kong malayo sa kanila. Kahit naman nasa Maynila ako ay nasa Pilipinas pa rin ako at anytime ay puwedeng mag-drive pauwi ng Laguna. This time, nasa Amerika na ako at matagal ang biyahe. “We’re only going to be away for a month and we’ll be back before you know it. Ayaw mo ’kong kasama?” May himig ng tampo ang pagtatanong niya sa akin.

And then, she saw them. Figures. Not humans, and not wolves. They moved with a jagged, insect-like grace along the vertical faces of the canyons. They were draped in rags the color of dried blood, and their eyes—wide and pale—did not reflect the light. They were the Glass-Walkers, the descendants of the scouts who had been abandoned in the canyons during the Great Drought. "They're not attacking," Mara whispered, peering through a brass telescope. "They're... following us. Like a funeral procession."

As the moon bathed them in its silvery light, the star-crossed lovers ventured into the unknown, bound by a shared destiny that would unfold far beyond the confines of the clans they left behind. Beyond the boundaries of the familiar, Seraphina and Adrian embarked on a journey into the uncharted territories of the outside world. The moonlit night, once their secret haven, now witnessed their footsteps as they navigated the challenges that lay ahead. The world beyond the clans' influence became a testing ground for their love, each step a defiance against the constraints that had bound them for far too long.

None could explain how life had grown from stone, but for some reason, they smiled. --- The Wanderer’s Path Liora journeyed north after that, through mountains and forests untouched by memory. Sometimes she slept beneath the stars, sometimes beneath roofs offered by kind strangers. In every place she went, something changed. A quarrel between lovers ended in forgiveness. An abandoned chapel filled with song again. A river long poisoned began to run clear. She never announced herself as anything special. When people asked who she was, she only said, “Someone who listens.”

Dammit, dude, of all the subdivisions in Arlington, Texas… You just had to pick that one… “Work and training. Keeps me busy.” “Oh,” Karli said, her smile faltering. “Okay, so, see you around, I guess?” she managed. “Yeah,” he replied curtly, and jogged away, with the hurt look on her face burning into his core. He could feel her troubled eyes watching him as he moved away from her and down the jogging trail, and he kicked up his speed almost to capacity to outrun her gaze. “I’m gonna propose, bro,” Evan had said. “Will you be my best man?”

His pleas were silenced forever—left to vanish in the distance. Turning to my driver, I said, "Take me to the orphanage. Did you buy Jeannie’s birthday cake?" The car sped forward, the passing scenery blurring into long, straight lines. I rolled down the window, letting the warm breeze kiss my face. Everything was moving forward toward the light.

The icy water soaked through my clothes, sending violent shivers through my body, but it was nothing compared to the freezing of my heart. I stared at the scattered, ruined drafts on the floor, each torn piece representing a dream I had once cherished. In that endless, agonizing darkness, a part of Vivienne died. The love, the hope, and the pain were all being drained out of me, leaving behind only a hollow, unfeeling shell. It wasn’t until midnight that they finally left. I stumbled to my feet and began picking up the shattered drafts. Then, I slipped out quietly. I thought I had long since gone numb to the pain, yet my heart still ached so profoundly…Before dawn, while the sky was still da

Amid the crisp sound of glasses colliding, I took a sip of the cold beer. The chill slid down my throat, but somehow, it warmed my heart. The road ahead was long, yet there was no reason to look back. Somewhere out there, beyond the horizon, an open wilderness was still waiting for me.

"Mrs. Crowe, are you sure you want me to cancel your flight ticket for moving abroad with Mr. Crowe in a week?" Milena Brooks' voice came through the phone, sounding confused. She was Asher Crowe's assistant. Gwyneth Payne stood on the balcony. She glanced at the withered trees below and made her decision. "Yes. Book me a flight to my parents' place for the same day and get Liana a flight overseas for that day, too. I'll see them off to settle down overseas in a week, then head back to my parents' place."