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The Last Lantern

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Parts 20
Time 37m

Reads 83
Votes 21
Parts 20
Time 37m

Not the sun, nor stars-but a lantern's flame, burning at the edge of a world forgotten by time. Every hundred years, when the wind blew just right, the flame would flicker, shiver, and spark life. That spark became Luin-a being without memory, without a purpose, save for one: keep the lantern lit.All Rights Reserved

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The World Under cover

I Fell In love With A Hot Alien cover

The Gift I Never Got To Keep cover

When the Stars Remembered cover

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Silent Devotion cover

High Standards cover

Sparks (LingOrm) cover

Until Our Bodies Remember cover

The World Under

" The world is not ours alone. Beneath our footsteps lie stories older than stone, and voices that never stopped speaking. Not every shadow belongs to light, and not every silence is empty. The earth is crowded with forgotten beings, dwelling where our eyes cannot reach. They are not lost- they wait. And when we step too far, the door between worlds opens, and what was hidden remembers us."