falling slowly | ONC 2025 | hiatus

falling slowly | ONC 2025 | hiatus

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🏆 Round 1 Winner - OPEN NOVELLA CONTEST 🏆 She falls. One moment, she's weightless, bathed in light, belonging to the sky itself. The next, she is plummeting, her wings failing, the world rushing up to meet her. And when she lands, it is not on stone or earth, but in the arms of a boy with kind eyes and a heartbeat steady enough to tether her to the world. Silas never believed in miracles. He never expected one to fall straight into his arms. But when Elya crashes into his life-lost, otherworldly, and achingly human in the way she looks at the world-he knows he can't let her go. As the days slip into weeks, Silas teaches her how to live as a human. Elya teaches him how to love like one. But the sky is calling her home. And Silas is only mortal. Love was never meant to be enough to hold back heaven. Was it? ----- Written for ONC 2025 Prompt 135 - ❝She really fell from the sky and landed right into my arm, I'm not even lying❞ ----- Cover by @devarsh_yagnik
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"Loving you is exhausting and hard. Give me a freaking break." he said. "Then why are you still here?", she whispered with a pale and trembling voice, holding back the tears that were willing to fall down her cheeks. Laura never wanted to fall in love with someone she couldn't touch - someone who only existed behind a screen, a voice borne by time zones and poor connections. But Evan made distance seem hazardous. He made every silence burn. "You could've stopped talking to me." she said to him once. "I tried," he said. "You just wouldn't leave my fucking head." Somewhere in between their late-night phone calls and the words they never spoke, something real started to take shape - delicate, wrong, and beautiful. But love such as theirs was going to shatter. It was constructed on waiting, on jealousy, on all the things they couldn't have. And maybe that's the cruelest kind of love - the kind that feels infinite, but ends the moment you wake up. Until Aiden walked in - the man who was real, present, and everything Evan couldn't be. Aman who had actually been beside her even when she broke his heart, even when she drifted away to chase someone who made her heart ache in ways she never imagined. "He doesn't deserve you. please wake up Lau." Aiden told her. "Then why does it still feel like he's the one?" she whispered. "You're crazy." Somewhere between what she wanted and what she needed, Laura lost control. Between time zones and heartbreak, between messages and memories, something between them had shattered. Because sometimes, love doesn't ask you to choose between two people - it asks you to choose which part of yourself you're willing to destroy.

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