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Read what happens when ordinary people gain abilities beyond the human mind can ever reach.

After a flash of blinding light, the previously icy landscape was washed away, replaced by a grand building. The previously freezing temperatures melted away to a warm, saturated climate. Immediately, Lin Ke felt as if he was wearing way too much.
Lin Ke looked around, taking in the scenery around them. Unlike the other few times when he took the teleportation arrays, this array was built into a large building. The ground where they stood was surrounded by an array of multiple different pillars.Around them were the hustle and bustle of the everyday citizens. They were dressed casually, but seemed to come from all different walks of life. Around them were a few workers who greeted them the moment they stepped out of the teleportation array.
"Hello, dear visitors. You are from Maseris?" The woman in a suit asked.
Artum the servant answers for them. "Yes, we come from Maseris. We are with the Third Prince's party though."
Hearing that, the woman straightened up a little more. "Your Highness Prince Andrew? Can I see your Imperial Crest please?"
From his spatial storage ring, Artum pulls out a tiny emblem that looked quite similar to the one that Prince Andrew had given to Levent yesterday, back when he was still alive.
Seeing the emblem, the woman bows at Artum. "Welcome back to Aestas sir."
Artum nods slightly. "We're in a hurry so we'll skip the formalities. I have these forms already signed with me. There's no need for holdup here."
Taking the papers from Artum, the woman looks at them, leafing through the pages quickly. 
She looks up from the papers and nods. "Alright, this will do. Do you need me to escort you all out?"
Artum shook his head. "No, we'll be fine on our own."
She nods in understanding. "Okay then. Have a great day." She steps aside, allowing them to walk past. In the large building there appeared to be around 5 or 10 different teleportation arrays. Each of them were surrounded by a multitude of different pillars and were manned by quite a few workers. The area was sectioned off by teleportation number, numbered from 1-10. Each one had a sign in front of it that listed out all the cities that the array could teleport to. 
Lin Ke and the others weaved through the crowds of people, moving towards the front of the building. Quickly, they emerged from the building and were greeted by warm rays of sunlight. 
Lin Ke quickly removed his thick jacket and hat, putting them into his spatial storage space. The weather was much hotter than in Maseris and the temperatures were high. After taking off his layers of clothes, Lin Ke took a good look around at the capital of the Mistfall Empire, the City of Aestas. Immediately, Lin Ke could tell that something was different.
The world energy in the air right now was more than the world energy at Maseris, Origin City, or any of the other places they had been prior. It was thick and swirled around in the air, almost making the air tangible. While it was strong and abundant, it wasn't completely overwhelming, at least not to a great extent.
Around them were well laid out pathways and city streets with horse carriages streaming to and fro. Looking back at the building they had just exited, Lin Ke found that it was quite grand, a dome shaped structure that was made of beautiful tinted glass that reflected the sun's rays. 
At the front of the building was a wide courtyard decorated with a multitude of bushes and flowers. Beautiful cobble walkways led up to the building at the center. 
After everyone had taken off their excess layers of clothes, Artum spoke. "Here we are, in Aestas. This is the capital of the Mistfall Empire, the home of the Mistic Great Tree, the home of the Taiin Imperial Clan, and one of the largest commercial centers in the world."
Micky comments. "Wow, this is quite the place huh. I can feel the difference here from other places."
Artum smiles. "Yes, it's quite different here. However, this is only the outer parts of the City. The inner parts of the have much denser amounts of world energy."
Artum began to walk. "Come on, follow me. I have a carriage waiting to take us to the inner parts of the city. I'll continue explaining about the city as we walk."
They trudged along the cobble path, heading towards the edge of the block.
"Aestas is divided into 4 different regions. The first region is the outer ring that surrounds Aestas and extends onwards for miles and miles. This is the semi-autonomous region. They live and follow Aestas laws but are not considered residents of Aestas. However, they are allowed to form their own governments to some extent."
"The next region of Aestas is the region we're in right now. This is the Outer Aestas Region, around 10 miles or so in length. This is the region that is considered a true part of Aestas and is strictly under Aestas law."
"The region we're going to enter soon is the Inner Aestas, a 3 mile long stretch of land surrounding the final part of the city, which is the Core Aestas. The Inner Aestas is home to all the Aristocrats and the upper class members. This region's world energy concentration is much higher than it is here in the Outer Aestas."
"The final region is the Core Aestas, and is the location of the grand palace of the Taiin Imperial Clan. It stretches the entire distance with many different buildings. However, they are all considered part of the imperial Palace. This is where the King lives, as well as the location of the Mystic Great Tree."
At this point, Lin Ke and the others had already gotten on to the carriage and were riding through the streets, headed towards the Inner Aestas.
Artum continued to speak. "We are going to head to the Core Aestas right now. There, I would ask you all to mind your manners as every person there is highly important to an unprecedented degree. None of them are someone you can offend."
"Also, there may be a few complications that might come up now that the Prince is dead. However, please be assured, your spots will not be revoked from you, no matter what other people you meet may say." Artum warns.
Lin Ke listens half-heartedly. He was more interested in watching the bustling activity of the city. All around there were shops, people selling foods, shoes, cultivation materials, weapons, all sorts of things. Children strolled the streets merrily with their parents, people rushed to and from, going to work and going about their business. As Lin Ke had expected from the world's most esteemed commercial center.
Lin Ke could detect a slight change every so often in the quality of the World energy. As they moved closer and closer to the center of the city, the air became thicker and thicker with world energy. Each inhale would cause swathes of world energy to swirl down his throat and make him feel extremely warm inside. This place was truly a cultivation heaven, completely unlike anywhere else he had ever seen. This was perhaps also the reason why so many people came to this city. Even just living on the sidewalks here at the furthest part of the city would be better than living in many of the other cities. 
As the horse clacked away on the stone road, they headed deeper and deeper through the city. The crowds of people slowly became less and less, until there was a noticeable shift in the buildings and architecture. Whereas before, the buildings were packed quite closely together and were many stories tall, these houses became a distance apart from one another. Each of them were extremely well made, and each of them had a lawn, a fence as well as a sense of prosperity. 
They continued to ride past these beautiful townhouses. Every so often Lin Ke could see a sector that was full of shops, stores and people, but they were quite far in between. Soon enough, the castle came into view. The castle's towers stretched high above everything else, towering above the landscape, reaching into the skies. The jagged peaks of the towers reached up towards the sun and the beautiful glass tip reflected the rays in a multicolored gleam of light. 
"Waah." Micky couldn't help but exclaim. "What a tall building!"
Laurel quickly agrees with her. "Yes! How amazing! How did they manage to build something so tall? It's so cool!"
Artum answers. "The main building of the Imperial Complex was completed with the work of a multitude of cultivators who've reached at least the Mind Tempering Subrealm. It took over 60 years to complete and plans are being created to renovate it even further."
"Now, we are entering the Core region soon." Artum reminds them. 
Lin Ke was suddenly hit with a wave of dense world energy.
"This." Artum says. "Is the true core of Aestas, the Taiin Imperial Palace Complex."


Lin Ke, a famous online artist, suddenly died one day from a rock that flew out of the sky. 

Having died and reborn into a new world, Lin Ke sets out on a journey to become the greatest artist he can, and in the process, make the world his canvas.

Vera "Raven" Malice is a short girl with wavy jet black hair. Her eyes are the color of a steely grey with a round face, narrow nose, defined cheekbones, and her body thin. Her eyes hold this stone-cold gaze showing no emotion on her face. If looks could kill, her eyes would do just the trick. Being raised and groomed to go to the best school, Ilver-Lilywood, to beat other royals for the throne. This has been how the region of Silvestra's rulers came to the throne. Ever since the war, the council decided to let the school show who will be the next ruler to come into power. The students there would prove themselves by being number one and improving their skills. In every generation, the royals will join Ilver-Lilywood at the age of thirteen and leave at the age of eighteen. There the council will decide their future occupations and whether they are worthy enough to be either the king or queen of Silvestra.
Each family belongs to a house: Cadere, Aestas, Hiems, Fons. Each person has a gift based on their lineage. The Cadere House is red and gold, the Aestas House is yellow and black, the Hiems House is blue and white, and the Fons house is green and silver. The Caderians control the elements. The Aestasians control fire and light. The Hiemians control ice, they can freeze things, and control the weather of snow. The Fonsians control the growth of plants, control animals and control the element of water. Each student has an ability, but they cannot unlock it before they begin their time at Ilver-Lilywood.
The Malice's raised Raven to be ruthless, determined, and strong. They taught her love is a weakness and friendships are hogwash, and they will not get her anywhere near the throne. Raven's parents were not able to beat the Dain family because they were too weak. Their son, William Dain is the prince of Silvestra, but he is a sweet boy with a devilish smile. His hair is platinum blonde with sea-green eyes. His eyes can change from bright green, with a hint of blue, to dark green when he is upset. Nowadays, his eyes are mostly dim and missing the glare of mischief matching to a smirk on his face. He is too focused on pleasing his parents and joining the Hiems House. Both of his parents, Lucinda and Harold Dain, the King and Queen, have high expectations for him.

Raven Malice was raised in a heartless family. Will that all change when she meets people that make her feel important? Especially a Prince above all people? How can she be friends with the Prince that is supposed to be the son of a Villainous King when she's the Chosen One who can end his terror? 
"I may be a Malice but I am not Malicious like them. They are emotionless and cold people, they were never my family. You are!"

Hi! This story is now completed on Booklat and Wattpad. Hope that you'll have the chance to read this one.
Title: Isla Encantacia Series Book 1: PRIMAVERA - The Missing Hope
Written by: Blue Fortes
Language: (Taglish) Tagalog and English combined
Genre: Fantasy-Romance 
---- By the way, This is just a first book for 'Isla Encantacia Series' has five books. The second book is titled: Isla Encantacia Series Book 2: AESTAS - The Queen Of Noche Bosque, is also completed and posted on Booklat and Wattpad. Thank you!

Spring Mendez has a life that every young girls wanted for themselves. Mayaman, maganda at matalino.
Pero may isang bagay sa pagkatao ni dalaga ang hindi niya maintindihan. Ngunit sa pagtuntong niya sa edad na disiotso nakatakdang mabuksan ang lihim ng pagkatao niyang iyan. Kasabay nang pagdating niya sa Isla Encantacia para iligtas daw iyon, ay ang pagtibok rin ng puso niya para sa isang bampira--- si Javier. 
The son of an enemy. Ano na ang uunahin niya? Ang misyon niya o ang sinasabi ng puso niya?


Seated beside Arthur, the Doctor patiently waited as Arthur took quiet sips of a blue liquid. 
According to the Doctor, it was made with a unique berry that replenishes a person's energy.
And replenish it did. In a few sips, Arthur felt his body thrumming with energy as he felt a semblance of his normal self return.
"Feels good, huh, "smiled the Doctor. 
"Uhuh," blushed Arthur in embarrassment as he continued to enjoy the juice.
"Well, I suppose introductions are first. Hello there young man, I am Ayfia, the Doctor in charge of this infirmary. I believe you've already met my son. He's the one who brought you here."
Hearing Ayfia's words, Arthur's mind immediately dashed to the youth he'd met when he first arrived on Pandora. 'It really was kinda small tho…'
Returning, Ayfia's pleasant smile, Arthur smiled as he introduced himself. "Pleasure to meet you, Doctor. I am Arthur."
Hearing Arthur's polite introduction, Ayfia giggled a bit as she poured more juice for Arthur. "Excellent manner's, I see. Well, Arthur, allow me to be the first to welcome you to the Asante Tribe. Akwaba (Akan for Welcome)."
"Thank you."
Following the quick introduction, Ayfia quickly filled Arthur in on his current location after already surmising that he was new to the area.
The continent that Arthur is on is called Mare Nostrum. It was circular continent housing various races, with humans making up the majority. Whereas races like Dwarves, Elves, and Orcs made up the minority. 
Currently, the Asante Tribe was located on the southwestern part of the continent, part of the continent's least populated region. As for Mare Nostrum's regions, there was the Northern, Eastern, Southern, Western, and Central. Within each region exists multiple biomes, with each biome housing a respective main city that existed along with the continent's birth.
Mare Nostrum was a relatively young continent with a population of a few billion or so, compared to nearby continents with hundreds of billions of inhabitants. And due to its youth, Mare Nostrum could still be considered a frontier of sorts, with many of its areas remaining unexplored. 
As for how a continent could be young or old? Key indicators include the relative strength of the continent's inhabitants, population, technology, resistance, and overall stability. As for the terms that aren't self-explanatory, technology denotes the quality of life of the populous and warfare complexity. Resistance refers to the continent's ability to, well ya know, 'resist' external threats, which can range from disease to invasion. Whereas stability simply referred to the political stability and peace of the continent. 
As for the Asante Tribe, they were located at the edge of the forest close to the mountains Arthur had observed, as he well, ya know, fell. 
According to Ayfia, they had been here for countless generations, living relatively peaceful lives. Mainly due to them holding quite a lot of power in the region. 
However, they were currently having a bit of trouble, courtesy of a man named Kante. At the beginning of Ver (spring), Kante began o push into the southwestern region with his army. For what? His twentieth attempt to conquer the region. And as per usual, the Asante Tribe gathered their army to take care of him. But there was something different about this attempt, or more accurately, there was something different about Kante. 
Nevertheless, because of this, the Asante Tribe had to continuously consume large amounts of resources, and the effects of that were beginning to take their toll. After all, the Asante Tribe was the only major power resisting Kante. 
There would be more powers, but with the plains making up the majority of the Southwest Region of Mare Nostrum, the region is primarily used as a pilgrimage location for a plethora of nomadic tribes. Many of them arrived early Aestas (Latin: Summer) or late Ver (Latin: Spring). 
"We allow this because the nomadic tribes help keep the beast population of the plains under control, which benefits us because we save on manpower while getting shares of their spoils. On top of them also dealing with raiders and bandits. It's a mutualistic relationship, we secure the region for the majority of the year, and they secure it from a fourth to a third of it."
Having Ayfia explain this point, Arthur couldn't help but ask, "but why bother, though? Securing this region, I mean. It seems that the tribe has been doing it for as long it's existed, without much to gain."
"Actuall-"
BANG!
Suddenly, the infirmary door was slammed open as a heavily breathing dark-skinned youth stood in the doorway. "Nana Ayfia, WE HAVE AN EMERGENCY!"
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[Tidbit: Mare Nostrum is Latin for 'Our Sea.' It's what the Romans called the Mediterranean Sea.]
[Tidbit 2: Pandora has Four Seasons, each translated from Latin. Ver: Spring. Aestas: Summer. Autumnus: Fall/Autumn. Hiems: Winter.]
[Historical Tidbit 1: Asante, also spelled Ashanti, are people of south-central Ghana and adjacent areas of Togo and Côte d'Ivoire. Oddly enough, the name actually means "Thank You."]
[Tidbit 3: Interesting fact of the day, Ayfia's name is a rendition of one of Ghana's Day Names. Basically, depending on what day you were born, you get a name matching that day, dependent on your sex. In Ashanti homes, 
Sunday-born Kwasi or Kwesi (male), and Akosua (female) - (meaning 'associated with the universe'); 
Monday-born are Kwadwo or Kojo (male), Adjoa or Adwoa (female) - (meaning 'associated with peace'); 
Tuesday-born are Kwabena or Kobi (male), Abena (female) - (meaning 'associated with the ocean'); 
Wednesday-born Kwaku or Kweku (male), Akua (female) -  (meaning 'associated with spider/Ananse') ; 
Thursday-born Yaw (male), Yaa (female) - ( meaning 'associated with the earth'); 
Friday-born Kofi (male), Afia or Afua(female)  - (meaning 'associated with fertility'); 
Saturday-born Kwame (male), Ama (female) -  (meaning 'associated with God'). 
The more you know ¯\_( ͡▀ ͜ʖ ▀ )_/¯]

After countless eons, the gears of war have begun to turn for the third and final War of Creation.
Myth and History…
Let me guess, you thought that they were all a series of events and stories to keep things going, huh?
Naive.
There are greater things at work than you will believe.
Now come, let us see where the wheel of time is now.
...
...
The Drums Of War Have Sounded.
And In A World Where The Strong Devour The Weak.
What Right Do The Weak Have But To Perish,
Blood Will Flow Through The Lands.
Empires Will Fall.
Those Once In Slumber Will Awaken.
But, Lose Not All Hope Inhabitants Of The Realm.
 From Five Peaks, Will A New Hope Arise.
So, Weep O Ye People, Weep, For Your Salvation Comes. 
 Let Thou Tears Form Rivers.
For Your Tear Drops On Earth Summon the King Of Kings.
Bow I Say,
Bow.
For Your Sovereign, Has Arrived.

Jens, who once wakes up in the middle of a city without memories of his past other than this name is the protagonist of the story. He starts his journey with meeting new friends and rivals, eventually learning things about his past and regaining portions of his memories. The magical journey starts becoming a horrifying nightmare...

"𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋." 𝐒𝐇𝐄 says.
It was indeed. The blazing sun dazzled everything that its light laid upon. Dew decorated the grass, the chirping sound of birds filled the air. Even if the light was too much and it took her some time to adjust to it, the wait was worth it.
She had no idea as to why she felt no heat even though the sun was scorching. Perhaps the cold wind soothed the surroundings. The trees grew tall and old, their leaves lush and green.
Letting go of the sandals she was wearing, she felt the grass bed against her feet. The cool feeling was relaxing. Her mind was at peace. The smell of roses, the fresh air, the sun, the birds.... everything about Aestas was mesmerizing.
"I suppose you like it," Lucian said.
"Why the boundaries when such beauty exists beyond it? I know about the dangers that come with the beauty... but then is it worth it to live in fear and miss all of this?" she asks him.
She turns to him, waiting for his answer. His expressions are unreadable, it is like there is a mask on his face that he rarely takes off. She has, sometimes, felt his emotions. Yet, they vanish as soon as they appear. The Lucian that hides behind that mask must be someone else. She wished to know that Lucian.
"Fear keeps us alive. For as long as I have known, the Ignis pack has had a boundary spell around it. Our pack lands are vast - big enough for us to explore it for years. Aestas is a part of it, but we have a border that separates us from it. Blue, the dangers that hide behind all this beauty... is deadly. Some boundaries are not meant to be crossed," he says.
"Yet, here we are. Lucian, fear is necessary. I agree. But it is not fear that keeps us alive. It is love. And when I look around, I am in love. Maybe rather than building boundaries, you should learn how to live without it," she says.
The only boundaries the sea had were the ones that separated the kingdom of Merfolks from that of the sirens. It was believed that the sea is one - there can be no separation. Just like you cannot tell one drop of water from another.
"I wish it were that simple," Lucian replied.
Esmeray chuckled.
"It is, Lucian. We are the ones who tend to make everything complicated," she replied.
They walked through the forest, Lucian following Esmeray.
She ran her hands through the hard bark of the woods, carving the designs. The birds were unfamiliar to her - even with the memory of the nurse she could not know of everything. This world was still unknown to her. But she had the urge to learn more about it.
It fascinated her. Challenged her.
The breaking sound of a twig snapped her attention.
Her heart pace quickened, alert for any kind of savage beast to erupt from the bushes. Yet, Lucian remained calm - like he had absolutely nothing to fear of.
When the creature emerged from the bushes, though, Esmeray was awestruck. Never had she seen a creature like this. Even though the memories of the hospital nurse crafted the creature in Esmeray's mind, no imagination can do justice to its magnificent beauty.
They called it - 𝑐𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑜 𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑜.
Its fur as gold as the sun's ray. Eyes like the hue of the sun at dawn. Gigantic, beautiful horns that can pierce the heart of those who dare to threaten it. It was no ordinary creature.
"It seems that the rarest of the deers has come out of its hiding for you. I have to say, you are giving it a bit of a competition," Lucian whispered in her ear. They stayed close, their attention on the creature in front of them.
"Why is it rare?" she asked him in a hushed voice.
"Every living thing, be it the trees, the animals, and us, the people, have magic in them. But 𝑐𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑜 𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑜 are created from magic. No one gives birth to them. They are the protectors of the forest. Don't mistake them to be soft because of their beauty, they are pretty dangerous," Lucian replies.
Esmeray was sure of their lethal nature.
Their horns looked like weapons meant to kill.
"Is the big bad Alpha scared of a deer?" Esmeray teases him. 
"Scared not. But I am smart enough to not pick a fight that I know won't end well for me," he replies. 
"That means you are. Have you ever been near one?" 
She looked at him, her attention diverting from the deer to the Alpha standing protectively next to her. Even though he claimed he wouldn't pick a fight for her, his stance said something else. Like he was ready to pounce at the deer if it intended to harm her. 
Or maybe she was overthinking everything. 
"I have seen one when I was a child. They are very rare like I have told you. To see one in your first outing to the 𝐴𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑠 is fortunate," Lucian replied. 
He neared her if that even possible. She would have claimed that the electricity between them didn't affect her - yet every time she was closer to him, there was a feeling that made her want to never let go. 
"And if you divert your attention, you lose them. Like you have," he says. 
For a second she couldn't comprehend what he meant. But when she realized it, she turned to find the beautiful creature vanished. She frowned - it would have been delightful to look at it for some time more. It had a very calming presence. 
"I have learned two things about you, Blue," Lucian says. 
She looked at him, with her eyebrow raised. What possibly could he learn from that?
"First, fascination runs in your veins. You love to explore," he continues. 
She waits for him to continue. But what she didn't expect him to do was pull her hair to one side and run his hand through her neck. 
"That you have a tattoo of the moon on your back," he says. 
His words fade away in her mind though. The mermaid Queen found herself surrendering to his addicting touch. Every part of her wondered why was this happening. Yet all her magic failed when it came to Lucian. His touch - it wasn't just a touch. It sparked pleasure inside of her. 
Something that no one besides her mate should be able to do. 
"Bad for you, I have learned three things about you, Lucian," she whispered back. 
He didn't reply, just stared at her and continued to trace his hand around the moon on her back. 
"First, you care too much. You shielded me as if the deer were to attack me. Second, when you have a mighty ego. You hate it when I dare doubt your strength. And third, you can't keep your hands off me. Can you?" she replied back. 
"You have no idea what these hands wish to do to you, Blue," he replied. 
His words came as a whisper. She could feel the heat around them rise, and that was certainly not the weather. Those words.... they weren't innocent. They were meant for her to know what he felt about her. 
And she had no idea why he did. 
If he ever fell in love with her.... no. 
That was a road not meant to be taken. It will destroy them both. 
She pulled away from him, even though her mind and body refused. But she knew all they could and should have is friendship. And the occasional flirting. 
But love had no room in their bond. 
"We should walk more. I am sure there is a lot to be discovered," she said. 
"Yeah," he replied. 
For a second, they seemed awkward. But Esmeray turned and started to walk away deep into the forest. 
Lucian followed.

"Fuck fate, I want only you. I will fight the world to be with you because I know, every drop of blood I shed will be worth every kiss you reward me with. You are my salvation, love."

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Lucian Rexton is the ruthless Alpha who is overprotective of his pack but is just and well respected. His forest green eyes are mesmerizing and have broken many hearts. When he comes of age, though, he had to leave his playboy ways to be true to his mate, Mia. 

He loves his mate dearly and feels that he finally has everything he can ask for. 

Esmeray is a mermaid. Mated to the sea prince, Triton, she is happier than ever and is excited to be the future Queen of the sea. She loves him with all her heart and Triton makes her happy in ways she can't fathom. 

But one mistake causes her to get lost in a land she has never seen before. She meets Lucian and when she does, she knew that nothing will ever be the same again. 

And why does Lucian finds himself wanting to kiss the strange girl he had rescued from the sea?

They shouldn't feel this way because they aren't mates. 

But then, why does this feel so right?

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***CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT***
***NO RAPE***
***NO SELF-HARM***

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As soon as Talan sent Ada home, he traveled to Philadelphia.

He strode down the block while scrolling through his phone, skimming the news articles about the apparent implosion of his old apartment building in Boston. He hadn't been sure what to expect when he sent Ada but he definitely wasn't prepared for her to rip the building in half. He was grateful he cast a deterrent spell that day and no one was injured. 

The other three Daughters would need to be sent back to Stratera from the middle of nowhere. 

Next was Summer; Elizabeth, aka Tate, Roctor of the Autumna Kingdom. 

According to Amus and Talan's research, Tate had been the eldest girl at almost six years old when she was fell to Earth. Once Talan fell and began his search for her, he realized she remembered Stratera.

Her life had not been easy. She bounced around foster homes, group homes, a not-so-short stint in juvie and then simply fell off the grid once she turned eighteen. But she resurfaced a year into Talan's search in the form of a blog looking for anyone who knew anything about a place called Stratera. 

Talan figured she could either be the easiest Daughter to send back, or the most difficult.

He arrived at the pub he knew she frequented and entered. Tate was already seated at the bar, slinging drinks back and calling for more. He sighed. He had hoped to reach her before she became too inebriated. 

The timeline for sending the Daughters back was not in his favor. He would have to send Summer and Fall within the next two days and he didn't have faith Tate would sober up any time soon. 

He had wished things were different. He had several regrets and was about to make another. But now was not the time to dwell. 

Turning on the charm as he approached Tate. 

"Hi," he said over the chatter.

Tate turned to take in the stranger. 'He's okay,' she thought. She tilted her head to check out his backside. 'Maybe.'

Despite himself, Talan laughed. "Did I pass?"

Her eyes swept over him one more time and she gave a lopsided smile. "I believe you have."

He flirted with her for long minutes before turning his charm into overtly obvious interest. He leaned in close. "Wanna get out of here?"

"Buy me a drink first and then we can head out."

"How about you just have a drink at my place once we get there? I don't want you passing out on me before we even start."

Her gaze narrowed. She considered ending it right there. Who the hell was he to be so bold? But she was already buzzed. And the only thing waiting at her home were thin white lines. In the back of her conscience she heard the loathing and disgust with her habits. They had gotten so bad…a night with a stranger was an upgrade. She grabbed her purse off the bar. "Lead the way."

"Ladies first," Talan said, waving an arm toward the exit.

They walk out into the night and started down the block. She wobbled on her heels but wove her elbow into his. "How far is your place?" she asked.

"Just here," he said and lead her into a dim, deserted ally.

Tate slowed, searching for a door to one of the buildings. There weren't any. She quickly stopped, detached from him and wrapped her arms around herself. "I'm not going any further. Listen man, I'm fine with us spending the night but either you turn off the creep factor and go to a real place or I'm out of here."

"I know," Talan said and waved a hand. A door appeared in between the two buildings, supported by nothing. "This is my place."

Tate stared at the door slack-jawed. It literally appeared out of thin air. She took a cleansing breath and looked up at the sky. 'I think I've been drugged,' she thought and shook her head. She looked at the door again. 'Yeah, drugged.' She then turned and began leaving without a word.

"Tate? I'm sorry for misleading you but you can't leave. You have to go back home. I know you remember," Talan called. "I know you remember Stratera."

She froze at the name. He called it home. How would he know? Could he? Like her? No. This was an evil trick or a really bad trip. She started walking again.

"Your parents were Clifford and Enola. They named you after your grandmother, Elizabeth but called you Tate for short. You had one brother, Elliot and your sister…she was alive when I left. Eileen is alive." 

Just barely reaching the edge of the ally she had frozen again and at every name her spoke she felt her back break a little more. Eileen? Her little sister was alive? She sunk to her knees and clutched her sides as tight as she could. Tears began streaming down her cheeks. She didn't want to hurt anymore. She didn't want hope.

Talan came up behind her and crouched down. "I'm so sorry, Tate," he said softly. "Your life, what you've been through, to be told nothing you say is real, your memories aren't real, that your family isn't…I can't fathom. But I'm here because it is. Your memories are real. Your family is real and Stratera is real. And I have to send you back."

Tate looked up at him. Could he be telling the truth? She searched high and low for any sign of Stratera. Despite all her social workers, teachers and counselors she had poured through hundreds of history, theology and mythology books and hundreds of astronomy maps. For years she searched but how many times could a person handle being told 'no'? Finally she gave up and started to believe it was all just her…imagination. Just like everyone had told her all those years. But the part of her she had pushed and shoved away, the part of her she tried to drink away every night, knew it was real. "How…how many moons?" she whispered.

He smiled. "Four. They're tied to the Four Daughters; Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter."

She wrapped her arms even tighter and fell lower. "The sun?"

"Two of them, one yellow, one blue. And they're going to collide soon." He reached out and gently rubbed her arm. "It's time to go home, Tate." He pulled up her trembling form and turned her around to face the door. 

She wiped her cheeks. He knew! She had never talked about the suns, only the moons. But he knew! "How do you know so much? You also call it home. Are you from there?" she asked.

"Yes, I was able to fall to Earth about four years ago. I've been searching for you and three others ever since." He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and walked them toward the door. 

"Where are you taking me?" she asked apprehensively. "Where did this door come from?"

"It's a simple portal spell. They're actually quite easy to do here on Earth. Stratera, it's extremely hard. I think it has to do with only having one moon. And the other side is Kansas."

"You're a…witch?"

They reached the door and he opened it to reveal a grassy, moonlit field. "Mage."

"I don't know if I should go. My life here…I have a job and…"

"And a drinking habit and a budding pill habit. Your depression is taking over. You've never been able to get over the trauma of coming here. And unfortunately there's no room for argument." With little force he pushed her through the door and then followed. The portal closed as soon as they were firmly grounded. 

Tate was bug-eyed. She was just in an alley in Philly and now she was in a field in…Kansas. She started hyperventilating. 

Talan removed his jacket and laid it on her shoulders before lightly flicking his hand in her direction and then moving to the table he had set up earlier that evening. "Drink. The tea will help you with the fall. And help you sober up."

"What tea?" Tate asked but suddenly she was holding a steaming mug. "This is insane. This is a bad trip right? I'm just in your apartment or something and you gave me some crazy new drug and it's playing on all my inner feelings. Right?"

Talan looked over at her. "This is real," he said assuredly.  "Please, hurry and drink the tea."

Tate sniffled and looked up at the sky. Somewhere out there, was her real home? Could it really be real? Could she find her family? At least what was left? She glanced at Talan who was busy placing things on the table and then down at the tea. 'What do I have to lose?' she asked herself. 'But possibly everything to gain.' She took a sip of the tea, testing the bitterness, and then chugged it down. 

"Keep going," Talan said, flicking his hand at the mug.

Right before her eyes it refilled. It really was magic. She smiled to herself. She knew magic was real!

"A lot has changed since you were there. Do you remember the Kingdoms?"

She thought for a moment. "Fons, Aestas, Autumna and…"

"Heims," he finished for her. "Your remember The Four Daughters?"

She nodded. "My mother…she…she told us stories about them."

"Before you fell here, to Earth, the Summer spirit chose you. It's why you…fell. And it's why you have to go back."

"I was chosen? Why? There was already a Summer Daughter."

Talan pulled a bag from underneath the table and walked it to her. "The very same day you fell here, to Earth, was the day the previous Summer Daughter died and the spirit chose it's next bridge, you. As simple as that. Now, here are some warmer clothes and…sensible shoes," he said, peering down at her high heels. "Change and then drink another mug."

She took the bag and peeked inside. A linen nightgown? And a…cloak? "I'm not wearing this."

He slowed his arranging and thought of Ada. It hadn't occurred to him to put her in the right clothes and he worried she'd fallen somewhere cold. "I don't know where you'll land. You could end up in the middle of the most northern Heims village. And you know if the people there see you dressed like this," Talan bowed his head at her short skirt and loose blouse, "you'll be considered a harlot from the start. People won't follow harlot, even if Summer chose her."

She sighed and looked at the clothes. She did remember the customs there. On Earth it would be considered medieval but there…women didn't even shave their legs. 

Talan returned to the table with his back to her. "Do you remember kindreds?" he called.

Was she really going along with this? She looked around her again. This field was real, he'd used magic to teleport them. So why wouldn't everything else be real. He was talking about things from her home. Like kindreds. Her parents, they were a kindred couple. "Yes," she replied glumly and changed. "I'm done."

Talan opened a wooden box on his table and pulled out a golden dagger. He hated this part and having to do it to Ada tore at his soul. He concealed the dagger within his sleeve and turned to face Tate. 'Cute,' he thought. The cloak hid her nightgown and she had let down her long black hair. But she looked so…uncomfortable, so uncertain. He smiled. "Drink." Another flick of his hand refilled her mug. He was waiting to see if it affected her like it did Ada but Tate showed no impairment. Rather, she appeared more lucid. "I'm going to perform a honing spell to send you back. Because of its complexity, I've chosen to send you to a more viable destination, your kindred, rather than a castle or temple. You're already tied to him so it will be easier to ensure the spell works."

"How do you know I even have one there?" she asked as she rubbed the cloaks material between her fingers. She'd grown sullen and nervous. 

"Because you're a Daughter. All Daughters have one."

"But I'm not. My hair isn't golden, I don't have magic like you do. I'm…I'm nothing but an ordinary girl." 

"The spirit is in you but dormant because you're here rather than Stratera. You need your sisters, your moon and your kindred. Once you have all those, your spirit will be at full strength. Now, the fall will be painful and you'll probably be very weak once you land. My hope is you find your kindred quickly so they can help protect you while you heal."

Tate rocked on her heels and looked down. "Isn't…once kindreds see each other they have to 'come together' to balance their energy?"

"I didn't think you'd blush at that," he said lightly.

She glared at him. "So it's true?"

"Yes, consummating the bond, the marriage, will balance the energy between you and yes, it's a fairly fast introduction. The longer you wait, the more you want, the harder it is to resist. But balancing, those moments between you two, I'm told, are pivotal to your entire life. Everything is either before or after that moment. It is how you measure your life."

Tate shook her head. But her parents, she remembered how they moved around each other, how they were one rather than two, how they…were so undeniably in love. She had nothing on Earth but one night stands and lonely days. Even the smallest chance of finding what her parents had… Tate swallowed the growing lump in her throat. "What do I need to do?" she asked him. 

"Remember everything we've discussed, find your kindred and then… look for Ada, Spring." He sighed and walked to her. "And stand still, this will hurt." 

The dagger slipped from his sleeve into his hand and he stabbed her in the belly with no hesitation. 
Tate gasped and stumbled back but he held the dagger in deep as he whispered the incantation.

Just as Ada did, Tate threw her head back and released a scream that split the sky. 

Talan was thrown by the force and quickly  scrambled himself up. But she was gone.

Four women learn they are powerful beings and are returned to their home world, Stratera. A world that has been ravaged by war, famine, disease and death for nearly two decades. Upon their return they find friendship, confidence, strength and a love deeper than ever imagined.

But in order to keep the love and friendships gained they must find a solution to the destruction of their planet: Stratera's two suns are about to collide.

Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, Halo Kembali lagi bersama saya Muhammad Aden Fauzan, dan kembali lagi bersama saya di buku harian Aden. ini kita akan membahas Bagaimana sih caranya agar kita bisa menulis secara rutin?
nah Sebenarnya ada 2 langkah sederhana bagaimana agar kita bisa menulis secara rutin
yang pertama adalah kalian harus mempunyai target yang sangat jelas. Soalnya kalau kalian ingin menerbitkan sebuah novel, minimal kalian harus mengetahui seberapa panjang novel tersebut. misalnya 1 novel itu kira-kira panjangnya 60000 sampai 100000 kata. Anggaplah kalau kita ingin membuat novel dengan panjang 90000 kata dalam waktu 3 bulan, berarti kita harus menyelesaikan novel itu dalam waktu 90 hari, atau dengan kata lain dalam sehari kita harus menulis 1000 kata.
Nah sudah jelaskan bagaimana cara agar kita rajin menulis sebenarnya caranya sesimpel itu. yang pertama pastinya kita harus punya target yang jelas sampai bisa di breakdown dari target tahunan sampai ke target harian. biasanya yang paling mudah di breakdown itu adalah kalau kita mempunyai target untuk menulis sebuah buku atau sebuah novel. yang panjangnya biasanya jelas sekitar berapa ribu kata.
9 Tips Agar Rajin Menulis di Blog
Kenapa tiba-tiba saya menulis tentang 9 Tips Agar Rajin Menulis di Blog ? Apakah karena saya sudah merasa rajin menulis di blog? Hahaha tentu tidak Ferguso. Saya tidak merasa rajin menulis di blog, justru saya merasa sangat moody dan jarang menulis di blog. Lalu mengapa saya menulis tulisan Tips Agar Rajin Menulis di Blog ?
Jawabannya karena saya ingin rajin menulis di blog dan pada kenyataannya saya termasuk agak malas menulis di blog. Tentu banyak faktor yang membuat kita jarang menulis di blog. Kalau saya pribadi sih lebih karena saya memang bukan orang yang disiplin. Keinginan dan semangat tentu saja ada. Tapi hal ini bentrok dengan beberapa hal seperti: Sibuk dengan kegiatan lain, jiwa moody yang tak terkendali, susah mendapat ide dan berjuta alasan lain untuk tidak menulis.
Padahal paham dengan makna usaha tidak mengkhianati hasil..hahaha.... Kalau kita ingin memiliki blog yang kuat tentu saja harus rajin menulis. Tapi pada kenyataannya tetap saja tidak rajin menulis di blog. Ini karena memang pekerjaan menulis di blog itu kita yang menjadi bos nya. Tidak ada yang melarang dan meyuruh selain diri kita sendiri.. yekaaan ? Teman-teman blogger pasti paham tentang ini.  Baiklah tanpa berpanjang lebar inilah 9 Tips Agar Rajin Menulis di Blog ala-ala Cerita Ida...


9 Tips Agar Rajin Menulis di Blog

Ada banyak sebenarnya tapi ini hanya beberapa hal yang paling dominan yang membuat kita bisa rajin menulis di blog. Tips itu antara lain adalah:


1. Menikmati Proses Kita Menulis

Saat kita menikmati menulis, tentu menulis menjadi pekerjaan yang menyenangkan bukan ? Jadi hal yang paling penting adalah tanamkan dalam diri senang menulis, menikmati proses saat menulis. Mengerjakan sesuatu yang menyenangkan tentu membuat perasaan bahagia, nyaman dan kangen saat hal itu tidak kita kerjakan. 


Maka nikmati saat proses kita menulis, buat suasana yang menyenangkan. Tiap orang berbeda-beda caranya, ada yang berhubungan dengan waktu, suasana di sekitar, atau perlu banyak cemilan di sekeliling kita. Tapi kalau ini hati-hati ya ..alih-alih semangat menulis tapi malah asyik memamah biak dan hasilnya bukan blog kita yang gemuk, tapi badan kita yang menggendats dengan bahagia hahaha....
2. Tulislah Setiap Ide yang Datang

Terkadang saat kita ingin dan semangat menulis terkendala oleh bingung mau menulis apa. Padahal katanya sih sebenarnya dengan melihat di sekeliling kita, bertebaranlah ide itu. Tapi memang pada kenyataanya tak bisa dipungkiri, mandeg ide itu selalu ada. Oleh karena itu buatlah buku khusus yang menuliskan ide-ide menulis saat ide itu muncul.


Kemunculan ide ini memang tanpa tedeng aling-aling sih suka sembarang datangnya. Bisa saat kita asyik mencuci piring di dapur, saat jalan-jalan, saat ngobrol dengan teman dan lain sebagainya. Agar ide itu tidak menguap begitu saja, cepatlah tulis ide itu dalam sebuah buku khusus bank ide. Jadi saat kita ingin menulis kita bisa terinspirasi untuk menulis apa saat melihat kumpulan ide itu.


3. Tulislah Tulisan yang Ingin Kita Baca

Terkadang kita ingin sekali membaca sesuatu yang kita sukai, tapi ternyata tulisan itu susah kita temukan. Nah untuk mengatasi itu lebih baik kita sendiri yang menulisnya jadi kita akan semangat menulis, karena kita memang sedang membutuhkan materi yang sedang kita tulis. Insya Allah dengan cara ini kita akan rajin menulis di blog.


4. Jadikan Kegiatan Menulis sebagai Sarana Berbagi

Niatkan menulis untuk beribadah, berbagi pada teman-teman yang sedang memerlukan tulisan yang kita tulis. Dengan memiliki niat ini kita akan menulis sebaik mungkin, termasuk urusan SEO nya. Kita jadi berusaha agar tulisan kita mudah ditemukan mesin pencari hingga teman-teman yang memerlukan tulisan kita.


Insya Allah dengan memiliki niat berbagi atau berdakwah melalui tulisan selain membuat kita rajin menulis di blog kita juga akan mendapatkan pahala dari Allah SWT. Hidup hanya sementara, yang harus kita perhatikan dan utamakan adalah kehidupan kita setelah keamatian. Jadi jangan sampai ada penyesalan nantinya.  Cieeeeh mulai deh jadi mamah idadeh..... hahaha...



Jalan-jalan salah satu beneit dari menulis
5. Jadikan Menulis Sebagai Sarana Belajar

Bagi teman-teman yang senang dengan kegiatan belajar atau mempelajari sesuatu, menulis di blog bisa dijadikan sarana untuk belajar. Saat menulis tentu kita membutuhkan banyak referensi agar tulisan kita lebih mendalam. Nah jadikan kesempatan menulis di blog ini untuk mencari informasi sebanyak-banyaknya apa yang ingin kita ketahui. Selain tulisan kita menjadi lebih mendalam kita pun jadi tahu banyak tentang sesuatu yang kita tulis.


6. Ikuti Program ODOP
One Day One Post sudah pernah sukses membuat saya bisa menulis 30 postingan dalam sebulan. Bulan Januari 2020 ini saya ikut program ODOP ini di Komunitas ISB. Walau hanya dua minggu tidak full satu bulan mengikuti program ODOP ini sukses membuat postingan di blog ini untuk bulan Januari 2020 menjadi 19 postingan.


Sebuah angka yang fantastik untuk blog Cerita Ida ini sih..hahaha... Mengingat biasanya sebulan hanya 8 - 10 tulisan saja, dan itu kebanyakan bukan tulisan organik tapi pesanan....huhuhu.... Saat pesanan sedang sepi, sukses membuat blog Cerita Ida ini sepi dari tulisan...ihiks... Jadi dengan mengikuti program ODOP yang biasa diadakan beberapa komunitas blog, akan membuat kita terpaksa dan dipaksa untuk menulis Tapi ingat jangan sampai menjadi beban ya, nikmati saja prosesnya...


7. Buat Jadual Menulis Bertema

Tips ini cocok untuk teman-teman dengan tipe yang berdisiplin dan komitmen tinggi.... tapi bisa saja dicoba oleh siapa pun yang mau. Saya pernah membaca ada seorang teman blogger yang rajin menulis di blog dengan metode ini. Misalnya Senin Hidup Sehat, jadi tiap hari senin dia menulis tentang bagaimana cara hidup sehat. Selasa sharing, menulis tiap hari selasa dengan tema bebas yang penting untuk berbagi.


Tidak perlu tiap hari seminggu tiga kali akan membuat kita rajin menulis di blog. Dengan cara ini akan banyak tulisan bermanfaat dan organik di blog kita. Tentu saja ini membuat blog kita aktif dan tidak hanya menjadi blog dengan tulisan pesanan saja.


8. Bergabung dengan Berbagai Komunitas Bloger

Zaman sekarang kita bisa melihat berbagai komunitas blogger yang tersebar di seantero dunia maya. Nah dengan mengikuti berbagi komunitas blog akan membuat kita lebih terpacu dan semangat lagi menulis di blog. Dengan berkomunitas kita akan banyak melihat teman-teman blogger dengan pencapaian yang luar biasa yang bisa kita jadikan inspirasi saat semangat kita meredup.


9. Mengingat Benefit Menjadi Bloger dengan Blog yang Kuat

Ini tentu saja akan menjadi motivasi terutama mungkin untuk teman-teman yang serius menjadi bloger dan menjadikannya mata pencaharian. Banyak keuntungan menjadi blogger, apalagi dengan blog yang kuat alias DA dan PA tinggi. Blog kita akan banyak yang mencari hingga kita bisa mendapatkan berkah darinya.


Selain berupa materi terkadang jalan-jalan gratis, mendapat produk, atau bahkan kepuasan batin yang akan kita dapatkan saat kita rajin menulis. Dengan mengingat itu semua mudah-mudahan bisa membuat kita semangat dan rajin menulis di blog.


Nah teman-teman inilah tulisan 9 Tips Agar Rajin Menulis di Blog, sekali lagi bukan karena merasa saya sudah rajin yak...hehe...reman-teman bisa lihat kok, blog Cerita Ida masih termasuk jarang update tulisannya.  Semoga saja selain tulisan ini membuat saya rajin menulis, juga membuat teman-teman terinspirasi untuk lebih semangat menulis ya... :D

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