NOVEL NEXT Chapter 51: Depths of grief: Liberated by dreams (50)
Violet's brows furrowed, her youthful face mirroring a mix of confusion and concern as she looked at the scene. Looking from Starfania to Aeron, clearly hoping to understand the situation. They both could sense that, with her being young, Violet would need an explanation that she could grasp. Aeron was about to go and explain it to her, but Starfania gently placed her hand on his shoulder. Offering to take the lead in this situation. She knelt down to meet Violet at eye level and gently grabbed her hand. Their eyes met, and she could see the worry in her violet gaze, so she spoke in a soft tone, " Violet, sometimes when someone we love is very, very tired, they go to sleep for a long time. It means they don't wake up like we do every day, but they're not in pain anymore. They're at peace. "
Violet's face scrunched up in confusion, so she continued, " Think of it like Bone has gone on an adventure to a place where he can rest and watch over us, even if we can't see him. It's like he became part of the wind and the stars. "
Aeron came closer to them, placing his hand on Violet's other shoulder, adding, " And even though Bone isn't with us the same way anymore, we can still feel his love and remember all the good times. Those memories are what make them live forever in our heart. "
As Violet's tears welled up, she instinctively drew her close, where her emotions could flow freely. Starfania kissed her forehead, a gesture that brought both of them comfort and a share of understanding. With a soft yet confident whisper, she assured them both, " We'll find a way forward, no matter what. "
Suddenly Starfania felt a gentle pressure against her rib cage, urging her to turn her head. Drogo's eyes were gleaming as he extended something towards her-a sword. She took it carefully from his mouth, marveling at the weapon's impressive design. The blade was a gleaming, snowy white, with a guard that mirrored the waves of a cresting ocean. As she gripped it with both hands, she noticed how surprisingly light yet solid it felt, but she also felt like she had seen this sword before, but she can't seem to recall it.
What captivated her the most was the dark gem embedded in its hilt, shimmering like the depths of the sea. The blade sparkled as it caught the light, casting dazzling, remarkable weapons. Something stirred within Starfania as she held the weapon. It fit perfectly in her hand. Despite knowing nothing of its origin, it felt as though she was destined to wield it. The gem embedded within it mesmerized her, casting brilliant patterns that danced across its surface. Putting her into a somewhat trance while a light began to grow brighter. Drogo unfurled his wings, shielding Aeron and Violet from the sword's radiant light. As the light intensified, a soft sensation brushed against her neck. Aeron, eyes widened, and he said, " What just happened? And where did that light come from? "
" I… I don't know, " Starfania said, her voice filled with wonder. Violet's gaze lingered on the sword, clearly fascinated, while Aeron looked a bit skeptical.
Yet, as Starfania stood there, captivated by the combined beauty of the sword. Starfania could hear a faint whisper when the gem started to glow, almost telling her a secret. It was almost like whatever was in the sword was speaking through her. She spoke, her voice filled with a strange uncertainty, " Go to where water meets the sea, alone. As the shore draws near, a figure of intrigue shall manifest in the enshrouding darkness. Both hauntingly familiar and strangely exotic, its aura will captivate. Approach with caution, for enigmatic beings hold the key to preserving our world. "
The surrounding air shifted, thick with anticipation. She felt the weight of the words hanging in the silence, as if the very fabric of reality paused to listen.
"Follow the whispers of the tide, " she continued, each word spilling out with a newfound confidence. "Let the moon guide your path, illuminating secrets hidden beneath the depths. Trust your instincts, for they will lead you true even in the darkest hours. "
Her mind raced, wondering what awaited her at that fateful meeting. Would it be friend or foe? The shadows danced in her imagination, each one a possibility. She took a deep breath, resolving to embrace the unknown.
"Remember, " she added, her voice steadying, "it is in vulnerability that strength is born. Do not shy away from the unsettling. Within it lies the answer to what you seek. "
With that, she felt the energy pulse one last time before fading. The world returned to its rhythm, yet something fundamental had shifted inside her. She knew the journey ahead would test her in ways she could hardly comprehend. But the call was strong, and she could no longer ignore it.