Light World 소설 & 이야기

Quincy White. That name had once filled her with so much warmth and lighted her up from the inside, but now, it was all it took to plunge her mind into dread, fear, and maybe, even revenge. Quincy had been the light of her world, her little ray of sunshine, and her personal cheerleader. She had loved everything about him and she couldn't imagine her future without him.

Vampires, sorceresses and wizards suddenly began to move as if they still wanted to launch an attack, but all of them almost simultaneously stopped halfway, clearly confused by what had happened. - You've been stopped in time.- Miyuki informed them, slowly running her eyes over the faces of everyone present.- During this time, Aoi and Kai, two brothers who had been quarreling for years, reconciled, apologizing for the wrongs they had done to each other. Now is the time for you to do the same.- she continued in a calm voice.- Yes, we are enemies by nature, and many of us have fallen in this eternal conflict between light and dark. However, this does not mean that we must plunge the entire wor

I rambled on. “You have the same auras but yours is brighter. Every ruler of the Underworld has to be an heir of the Light.” I understood nothing from what Mismaia told me. I know it’s probably a serious matter but I just can’t wrap my head around it. I was just cooking mini donuts and waffles like a second ago. I get minimum wage and she’s telling me I’m practically like royalty. “I wanna believe you. This is just not normal for me.” She held my hand. I swiped it away. “I’m sorry.”

No matter what you call this power that watches over you - God, fate or something else - this power watches over you, loves you and wants your happiness, but also must be sure that you will not doubt it when the dark times come. Friends, let yourself be carried away by the power of love, never doubt it, and somewhere along the way you will feel the true happiness that only love can give you. It is love that will keep you in the power of the Light, protecting from the dirty claws of Darkness.

“You mean I can leave?” “Well, you can't leave the realm, Drake has to take you since you don’t know how to leave yet.” He said clearing his throat. “But you can go outside if you want to. It’s daytime, you don’t want to be outside during the night. Some creatures out there are scary, and we don’t like to be out there, they kill our kind.” “Are they Light Dweller?” “Some call them that, but I don’t know.” He said shrugging his shoulders. “But I would fear them if I were you.”

She laughed. Hayward was visibly relieved to be back on solid ground. He squinted a little as she made the lamps burn brighter. This was the trouble with the dark: you wanted the light, but then the light made it harder for you to see anything else. His eyes were constantly trying to adjust to different conditions, depending on how brightly lit something was. “That... is a very useful skill. How good is your control? You could flash someone—ahem, flash the light at them—and then dim it again to leave them blinded.” He blinked at bit as his eyes continued to adjust.

Michael said. "Are you dreaming? Avonmora your daughter?" Tharollin smiled. "Let me tell you something which you don't know Birdman, light and darkness do have something in common which most people fail to understand. There is no light without darkness and same as reverse. Light is one side of the coin, and Darkness is the other." Tharollin added.

I challenge, a rare occasion for me. My mother’s face tightened, “I promise, you are lucky not to experience such a feeling.” I’m pretty sure she was lying. Regardless, as the Alpha’s daughter I’m off-limits. A life spent semi-underground is not what men my age want to sign up for. So, I drink a powerful tea that kills the natural cravings of the underground heats. Leaving me numb and bored. The Light is almost a monastery. Tucked away in the far north it’s pilgrims stay all summer to watch the miracles of the Moon Goddess. Then remain underground, encased within metres of snow and ice for the winter. Repeat until the end of time.

Its truest enemy is the light it cannot consume, though each time it doesn't feed on something dark. It weakens. Though it doesn't die, it is most vulnerable at its weakest. The light that could weaken the Vorath can also be found in the lunaris wolf. Carried every wolf of that ancient race . This light is believed to be summoned, others believed it could be called upon but myths are not reality. The light cannot be summoned, it is only emitted, naturally. Flowing from the core of the Lunaris wolf. A small smile formed as I read further. ‘described a silver gold radiance, it would be as cool as moonlight yet was as dawn breaking over snow.’

They’ve reached the ninth floor already. They find themselves in a warm-impressed room. A light yellow wall, colorful piled floor, and big windows gone through by that blue Lune illumination, yet the room isn’t illuminated by that blue illumination. The room is like illuminated by LED ones like in a department store. The windows might have been enchanted that any light that goes through it will be converted into a white one that they illuminate the room with white light.