Magic poem.

A sleepless owl at night, wandering through different times and worlds, weaving together short stories that blend a myriad of emotions.

Content Warning: This story contains offensive language, cursing, vulgarity, and scenes of brutality and mature acts. Reader discretion is advised.

In a world where reality blurs at the edges, Rohan finds himself bound to the enigmatic moon goddess, Manat. With whispers of destiny guiding his steps, he embarks on an extraordinary journey through realms unknown. Alongside his loyal companion, V, Rohan delves into a landscape of secrets and intrigue, where the lines between light and shadow blur.

As he uncovers hidden truths and confronts formidable challenges, Rohan grapples with the mysteries of his connection to the celestial realm. In a quest for answers, he navigates a modern labyrinth of intrigue and danger, where every step brings him closer to uncovering the truth behind the lunar nexus.

~Prolog~

In the dark and silent forest, on the edge of a small village hidden from the world's view, there is a group of women gathered under the dim moonlight. They stand among the towering trees, speaking in low and secretive voices.

They are witches, women considered to possess magical powers and a connection to the supernatural world. In the eyes of the authoritarian church authorities, they are enemies to be destroyed, living in fear of capture and cruel execution.

That night, terrifying shadows lurk among the trees, searching for signs of the women who are deemed a threat to church authority. In the enveloping silence, heavy footsteps draw near, echoing dreadful fear in their hearts.

Suddenly, the ground around them trembles, and swiftly, a force of guards led by church emissaries descends upon their hiding place. In an instant, the women are surrounded by armed soldiers, their eyes gleaming with undeniable malevolence.

"Surrender, witches!" the leader of the guards bellows, his voice resounding throughout the forest. "By this, you are accused of practicing black magic and conspiring with evil forces. You will face the punishment decreed by the church!"

The women feel their breath catch as they gaze towards their enemies, their weakened powers helpless against the unbeatable force. Yet, despite knowing their fate may be sealed, they remain steadfast in their beliefs, refusing to surrender easily.

In a swift and brutal assault, the women are dragged from their hiding place and brought to the rigged court of the church, where false accusations and cruel punishments await them. Before the unyielding church authorities, they are forced to face baseless charges, devoid of justice or mercy.

In the brief trial that ensues, the women are condemned on unfounded accusations, with no convincing evidence or chance to defend themselves. They are tortured and brutally interrogated, coerced into confessing to crimes they did not commit, until ultimately they are sentenced to death as a warning to anyone who dares to challenge the church's power.

And on that dark night, amidst the silent forest, the flames of the stake burn bright, raging with terrifying ferocity. The women are bound to stakes made of hard, dry wood, their bodies engulfed in the consuming fire.

Yet, though their bodies may be consumed by the blazing flames, their souls remain steadfast in their beliefs, refusing to surrender to the darkness that threatens them. With unwavering courage, they face death with heads held high and hearts unyielding, declaring to the world that even though they may fall, they will never succumb to the evil that surrounds them.

And on that dark night, among the shadows that blanket the land, there shines a small light: hope for change, and a belief that goodness will triumph over darkness.

A Vision I had.

Some thoughts.

Electa Aster, known to everyone as Lainey, was left to the foster care system as a newborn, never really knowing who or where she came from. This makes it quite surprising that she is able to attend the Cerebres state university, one of the oldest schools in America, known for its rich past and surrounding folklore. There, she only wants to study astronomy but is soon bombarded with truths about her real identity, that may put her in danger. Piecing together with her new group of friends, Lainey learns that she is the supposed saviour of an underground group of magical people, the res, lost in war to their similarly magical counterparts, the cerebs. And this entire time they have been just under their feet! Will Lainey be able to revive the powers of her people and will she find out who her family really is?

**Disclaimer** This series is HEAVILY inspired by (if not a retelling) of the Youtube series Aspen heights, created by AGsmiless!! All creative rights go to Alexis and her work, and I highly recommend you watch the series (although warning: it is unfinished) because I will be basing a lot of the earlier plot and characters on the series. I simply wanted to create a story that goes deeper into world she made and get to give my interpretation of it. Enjoy!!

Zero was an angel, he was once, but everything has changed, he is now living his life as a human, and he meet Minnie, a girl who is renting a room in his place? Sometimes that wings can suddenly appear? Will she found out his identity?

A collective of short one-off stories from the Ravenlight series. You may call it filler; but in truth it is simply world expansion. From the growth of Elise to the clash of antagonists who have their own goals. Welcome to Ravenbytez!!

An anthology based on a mix of twelve short stories inspired by twelve monthly prompts, by Deadlines for Writers. (2022 Edition)

Twelve kingdoms. Twelve gods. Twelve tomes.

Once every century, a Tomekeeper from each kingdom is chosen by the gods to enact on their whims. As a new century enters and the next group is selected, the gods have something new on their mind: all-out war. While battles scar the world of Lidaesea, the Tomekeepers must discover secrets, form alliances and use the power of Incarnacy to keep the end of all creation from occurring.

*Updated every Thursday*

A long time ago, there was a planet on the surface of which a real living Heart was beating. Each of its beat gave life to many wonderful creatures, and humans were no exception. Once, during a mountain collapse, they became afraid that something might happen to the Heart, and built a fence around it. And they started arguing about who is the worthiest defender of the Heart. The fence turned into a wall, and the city rose very quickly around it. Everything that people came up with was immediately brought to life by the love of the Heart. So, they created dolls to help themselves, which significantly accelerated the construction. In the time that was freed up, people took up the war. One day they closed the Heart completely, erecting a dome over it. Miracles stopped happening, and the dolls stopped coming to life. People blamed magical creatures for this and began hunting them. And in order not to stop the construction, they began to chip off pieces of the Heart and insert them into their mechanisms. The city continued to grow. Centuries have passed. The city has propped up the sky with towers. Only fragments of the Heart remained, saturating the black smoke with its breath. Factories that produce nightmarish monsters fed on it. With their help, people continue to wage war with each other for the title of the worthiest defender of the Heart. While it is dying. This is where our story begins...

This is a translation in process. So I am open for suggestions and comments on what to improve in the flow of the text.