linear brass chandelier

In the glittering twilight of post-war New York, Evelyn Hart, a poised but quietly grieving concert pianist, finds herself playing evening sets at the opulent Hotel Belvedere, a once-grand landmark now fading into elegance and memory. There, under the sweeping chandelier of the hotel ballroom-where music floats like perfume and secrets settle in the shadows-she meets Julian Reed, a decorated war correspondent haunted by what he's seen and what he left behind. Bound by unspoken sorrows and the ache of things unsaid, Evelyn and Julian fall into a fragile, luminous romance. But as whispers of Evelyn's mysterious past begin to surface-and Julian is offered a final assignment that would take him across the ocean once more-they must confront the question neither dares ask: Can love born in the ruins of war survive the weight of truth?

In a Victorian Empire powered by air and brass, civilization depends on Néxium, a vital energy extracted from the Heart of the World. When Smith Lyall Osyth discovers that Magnate Merikh Vane's machine threatens to destroy this resource, he must flee and ally with a disgraced mystic. His only weapon: the gift of hearing energy scream in the metal.

welcome to Hallow, Junx whatever, were monsters and all creatures of the dimensions linear world come out or are spat out, here, normalization doesn't exist, but what is a human doing here for hell sake! "This world has numerous secrets, some are dangerous, other are fascinating, come and explore Hallow with all of us, if you die, then be it" said Scot

Street urchin, Nathaniel finds himself in the middle of a power struggle. what he has heard and seen sets him apart. Because of this he is invited to war hero, Henry Rachet's house. Once inside, he finds chaos and trust. As forces emerge against him, his new family rushes to his aid.

The Brass Requiem is a gripping tale of vengeance, love, and the complex machinery of power in a steampunk metropolis. The story follows a brilliant inventor whose world is shattered by a ruthless organization. Fueled by the loss of his love, he abandons his peaceful life, seeking a violent reckoning against the whole organization of evil.

The year is 2022. A black hole has slowly passed by earth and consumed it breaking apart organic and inorganic matter alike into cosmic dust. The laws of science ordinarily at work with no prejudice. As the seas and earth begin to be sucked past the event horizon the people of earth stare at the edges of the primordial beast. Taking in consideration it is probably no larger than the planets core, twice as big as the moon in comparison. The feeling it gives off is unexplainable. An innate pressure and the feeling that it is not there at the same time. Volcanos and tornadoes of godly proportion is now all is seen on the horizon. A rumbling of the earth crust as it breaks into the sky dashes all hope of survival. People are losing their grip on the ground as in turn they get sucked away passing through the void. But there is still air in the void the atmosphere taking on characteristics of a funnel. Unlike theory everyone is not getting crushed but pass through a very thin film on the very edge of the event horizon and lose consciousness. That is truly where this story begins.

This is a story of reincarnation. Of survival. And of the world. Signs. A gift given to humanity's faithful by the God of Creation. The power that allows mankind to perform supernatural feats. All the elements of nature, are within mankind's grasp. Crafts. A gift given to honor humanity's hard work by the Goddess of Salvation. The power that rewards mankind's work and dedication, propels them further beyond the limits. With these powers, mankind has prospered. They weathered tragedies after tragedies. Civilization falls and rebuilds. When one future ends, another begins. There is seemingly no end to humanity's light. Nothing can stop them from growing stronger than ever before. Or so it seems. When faced with impossible odds, what would mankind do? When faced with certain death, what would mankind choose? If it's them... what would they do? A vagrant. Living a life bereft of meaning, he adventures and discovers. With nothing inside him, he went along the waves of life. A warrior. Left behind by everything she held dear, she goes wherever her strength allows her. To where? For whose sake? She does not know. Nor does she care. A mage. With nothing on her name, she strives. Alone, she works. To carve her soul upon the annals of history, she would sacrifice everything for her dream. A scholar. Drowning in his thirst for knowledge. He shunned everyone and everything that he used to hold dear. For nothing could be as fulfilling as making the unknown known. When the fate of the world unknowingly falls upon their hands... What would they become? This is their journey. This is his story. What end will those eyes see? What future will those hands grasp? Nobody shall know. But I can only hope... That their future will be a kind one. [Author's Note: I will be using Indonesian honorifics throughout this story. If you see some words you do not recognize, they might be Indonesian Honorifics. Here are some of them that I often use: Kak (Kakak): Very versatile. It can be used on both male and female. Usually used to refer to someone that's young. Can also be used to refer to older siblings or someone that is older than you. Dik/Dek (Adik): Used to refer to someone younger than you. Usually used for younger siblings. Mas: Usually used to refer to males. Can be used for both old and young males. Mbak: Usually used to refer to females. Can be used for both old and young females. Pak (Bapak): Used to refer to older males or fatherly parental figures. Bu (Ibu): Used to refer to older females or motherly parental figures. Om (Om-om): Used to refer to somewhat older males.]

Warning: Future chapters will contain blood, gore, sexual violence and drugs. {The one who dies will rise again, but the world will be forever changed.} Reborn into a steampunk world where gods walk among mortals and magic shapes reality, he discovers he is no longer the man he once was. {To survive, a soul must be sacrificed.} But something seems odd. {One will rule, and one will fall. But the one who rises will never walk alone...or unburdened} "Ain't no way I was born inside the body of an extra! GOD DAMN IT!"

Planet Yekem, a once-thriving trading center in the Interstellar Human Alliance no longer bears any resemblance to its vibrant past. When facing a climate crisis threatening extinction it was all but abandoned leaving only the poor and criminals to be stuck on a planet nearing its end. After a bloody 10 years, the Black Dragon group was finally able to assume control over the planet and imposed harsh punishments in an attempt to curb crime and bring back order to society. These punishments come in the form of a mass battle for survival amongst the prisoners, streamed to the alliance's other planets to get relief packages sent down to Yekem. After getting caught stealing, Frank has found himself in deeper shit than he can imagine having to battle for his survival. Chapter Length will be 750 -1000, not sure about the upload schedule as I'm in college and finals are coming up in a few weeks, but I will try to do at least 3 a week until I run out of steam.

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