Mag-log inHer hands caressed the delicate flower that didn't blossom yet. Perhaps it would that night. There was a legend that the souls of Celestial Guardians rested in those flowers. Lyra thought it was a really beautiful resting place, and wished that she, too, could live like that after dying. Just a flower without any other worries in the world.However, she was born an ordinary human, could she have this kind of pretty ending?
The only sound in the dining room was the occasional movement of the cutlery, and the servants didn't even dare to breathe in such a cold atmosphere.When the lady finally broke the silence, it was still with a very weak voice." Today... have you heard about my sister?"
The Night-Blooming Garden was the most beautiful and popular place in the Cloud City. More than a garden, it would be more appropriate to describe it as a forest, but as it was located in the heart of the city and a long road crossed it, many would go there, especially at night, when the most beautiful flowers would open with the beginning of each season.As everywhere else in the Cloud City, it was peaceful and quiet for the most part, but there were also stalls on the sides of the main road fo
Since day one, when her Master told her she needed to build up stamina if she wanted to be able to participate in a demon hunting mission soon, she'd been pushing herself since the sun rose in the sky until the daylight was gone.But that morning after an early training session, Ayla went out of Master's Rabi manor to find some coffee to drink. Last week, as she was moving, she spotted a nice, cozy place some blocks away.
She was good. He had been curious since the instructors at Blue Castle started to say there was a prodigy student who almost rivaled him, but it was the first time Ler was seeing her with his own eyes.Her fighting technique was quite unique, the flowing moves almost mirrored a dance. Yet she was, without doubt, beating the hell out of her opponent.
The sound of the rain woke her up even before dawn.Perhaps it was her anxiety, Ayla thought, as this was the day the ten Celestial Masters would come to select those who had finished their instruction to become their pupils and official Guardians under their commands.