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Dark Light Nights

[Some Chapters in this novel have boxes on the sides, that is the finished edited chapters. Dark Light Nights will go in with Major edits! In the process of Making a better Version. Sorry for the inconvenience. This story is complete, fyi.] Ciana Aolina is different from the living beings in Arkedss. As she ages up, something within her gradually starts to fuse. It is part of the Cycles gift. But none knew that Darkness enveloped her; she could hear a whisper. It is the effect of living alone until curiosity got her when a vision of someone with blood-red glowing eyes staring at her. Now, Ciana thought about who helped her survive? Is it someone she knows? However, the rumors about what Ciana's parents have done in the past needed her confirmation that she is indeed their daughter. And by telling them the truth that she only wanted to know who she is—the lies became real. Elders from the Warzone Headquarters assigned a place for her to stay—away from them. She has no one, not even a group of friends. But Ciana grabbed the chance to be stronger. More dangerously powerful. A hint of an upcoming war. The love that is not done between those men she got tangled with, stays one-sided. The Ciana they have loved will be their end. Because the things she valued the most have been destroyed. Her comeback is the path she chooses. The end of all —includes greed and nights. She is ready to see, how merciless can she be. Planets will never get a chance to be born again.

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Admitting to Ciana

Light flashes through a dome--resembling a crystal flare from a sun.

A white horse, blended with gold mane strands of hair and black tail which is paired with red eyes run through the air, making a traces of lines as it gallops in every step it takes.

It is just not one, not two, not even three but more than ten of them.

Whinning as they go up, up, up high in the three dimensional hexagonal diamond shape place.

Brightened by the light that passes through its atmosphere, yet there is no trace of sun nor moon. 

And then, the white horse-- they slowly go down, down, down forming a wavy gallop.

Then a loud bell ringing coming from a nymph like being.

Walking through the aisle which is not the basic kind that people just walk into.

It is a open palm hand made with pure ebony vines with thunder flowing inside as an energy to the beings that flew, walk and live inside.