Layers of protection around the house were gone; silver fronds were nowhere to be found. A strong tide of loss washed over her soul as Miracle walked in. Her eyes reddened. Flashes of Hayden were still everywhere, stirring up a strong pang of regret in her.The regret of failing to protect him."I wish you were here with me, Mr. Hayden," she wept. "I wish you saw how we defeated the evils. I wish you—" "I wish I was there to save you, Mr. Hayden. Just like you did to me." Melvin came close and entwined his fingers with hers. She tightened her grip, her broken gaze pouring out shades of guilt and sorrow she had for her half-mortal father. Her lips trembled. She couldn't hold back her stream anymore."I miss him, Melvin." He patted her head and pulled her into his warm embrace, straightening the black tangled strands peeking through. Was it her illusion? Every touch of his seemed to have healing power, easing her buried pain of losing somebody she treasured. "He'll want you to be hap
Hello, my beloved readers! 🌸 Thank you so much for spending your time on Tears' Curse. I sincerely hope that you enjoyed reading it. Dragons have always been my favorite mysterious creatures, and this explains the birth of this story. Whether they are real in reality or otherwise, who are we to say? After all, there are a lot of things in this world that humans will never know. And I choose to believe in the unknowns. Sometimes, believing in them is what makes life worth living. For example, somewhere opposite the deeper side of the forest exists a place that humans are unaware of, and somewhere beneath the sea lies a different world that looks after the earth. Beautiful, aren't they? Some people may say that these thoughts are ridiculous and whatnot. Well, that's simply because they are too indulged in today's modern lifestyle and technologies. Nobody is right or wrong, because the truth will never be known. When you're tired of reality, take a short break and explore the wonder
-Long Sheng Jie, Realm of Dragons- 'But to them, we are creatures that only exist in fairy tales.' She slashed her tail across the blue sky, shutting out the familiar whisper from distracting her mind. Higher than the birds could be, encircled by complicated webs of fluffy clouds, here sat a majestic castle on a colossal, floating boulder. Baby plant elves chuckled as they flew above the tiny yellow filaments of magnolias along the verge. Teal seeds of irises glistered in a rhythmic flow, showing off their thousand years of rich nourishment. Into the tranquil ambiance, the silver ferns—Soulless Sonder—effused another puff of swirl from the tips of their fronds, steadily increasing the fine networks of divine air floating around. This was where she lived. A place where she once thought everything was as ethereal as it seemed to be until she was exposed to the harsh truth. She was just a whelp when she first learned about the existence of Ring of Mortality—a transcendent wheel enclo
-Watson Soons Residence, 2019- Hopping down the empyrean loop after peeking through several times, Miracle came to a foreign land. She looked around. The warm sensation of wild grasses along with a wave of sea-scented air welcomed her presence. Her shoes were gone. Layers of her silky garments were changed into a set that she had no connection with—a pink cotton T-shirt and a pair of black ripped jeans. She touched her head. Her silver chains were no longer on her too. 'So this is the version of their world,' she muttered inwardly, recalling the lessons she learned about humans. "Good day." A deep voice shifted her attention. "Here, wear these." He placed the jelly flip-flop next to her bare feet. "T-Thanks..." She lifted her eyes to the middle-aged man standing before her. "And you are?" "Amenxious. This is Hayden, the TinXi," he said, giving her a slight gentlemanly bow. "It's a pleasure to meet you." TinXi, the border keepers of the mortal world. Blessed with half immortality
The first day as a disguised human. The first day as a Stellaerian. The first day of the beginning of everything. "Keep your identity well hidden, dragon girl," Miracle muttered, adjusting the little red bow tie on her uniform. "As long as I'm not exposed, everything will be all right." "Miracle! You done?" Lyn shouted from the bottom floor. "Just a second!" As soon as she walked down the stairs, the smell of flour and vanilla extract wafted to her nose. She sniffed. It was something she wasn't used to smelling. Hayden motioned her to come over. Plucking two slices of bread from the toaster, he coated each with a rich amount of peanut butter. Watching his hand moving to the empty plate at her seat, only then did she understand the pieces were meant for her. Miracle pulled out the chair, exhaling a silent sigh. She wanted to refuse the meal. Such mortal-ly food, she barely had one in her thousand years of life. Dragons didn't eat sandwiches nor drink any milk. They rarely eat. Bu
"Third one. No more time to waste," Kingsley said as they roamed the streets. Blue eddies surfaced around Lyn's spearpoint blade, forming a spiritual connection with the fiery presence of his Timeless Flare. His skin was topped with rime, and the blood in his veins was starting to freeze. But he sensed no pain. Right then, an intense wave of heat swam throughout his body. A hint of blue flicked across his eyes for a brief second before the heat surged over in a hurry to mingle well with the icy energy. Created by the same swordsmith, these swords opposed one another if one lived for a different purpose. Because of the thick stains of blood and tears, Deathless Ice and Timeless Flare had been painted with a strong will to obey their owners till death did them part. Kingsley led the way through the bushes, up the trees, and down into the tunnels. He scanned the surroundings. Eerily darker. Most of the shops were closed, and the only lights that brightened up the whole area were the o
When Miracle reached home, she took her bag off and stomped toward the deeper barrier within the house. She swiped her hand across the air, and the hidden aqueous layer twinkled into view. Stepping in, she erased hints of its existence with another swing of her arm. Camouflaged. Inhaling a deep, long breath, she let it out—the beast she had held captive for days. Right then, a pure white dragon engulfed the shape of the "human" goddess, taking over the blacks in her eyes. Glimmering carp scales formed on her body, sending a soothing chill along her nerves. Emerging deer-like horns, fangs, and claws refined themselves as they felt strong traces of divinity from the silver fronds—the external protections—reacting to her original presence. Too thirsty to be embraced by the air, the animal roared and swirled up above as if the air were a part of her. 'Fire, be with me,' she muttered inwardly. It had been a while since she stepped away from her world. Heat rose inside her body in an i
The sea was furious. Howling gales induced attacks of the waves, challenging the level of the land. Fallen leaves were strewn about at a hurried pace. Bins placed at each junction of the streets toppled over and scattered the trashes along the roads, further worsening the existing mess. The choice Hayden and Miracle were about to make seemed to have angered nature. When the twins saw a stranger at their doorstep, their expressions darkened, especially when they caught sight of the brutal condition of his chest. No explanation was needed. It was clear that the person had been attacked by Mynheex. What worried them was not the attack but the fact that he was still alive. On top of that, bringing a mortal into their house wasn't a smart choice. True, their house was indeed a place to stay. But at the same time, it was a hideout for dragons to complete their missions in this world. A place meant to be kept away from humans. Standing with legs apart, Kingsley folded his arms across his