A Drop Of Water Mga Nobela at Kwento

Caelora’s fingers danced in the air, and the small ball of water hovering in her palm began to expand. It swirled and shimmered, catching the light like liquid silver. I held my breath as the ball grew larger, its surface rippling and distorting until it no longer looked like water at all but a perfect window into another world.

I think every color is represented here, but it is obvious that Ava’s favorite color is pink. At the far edge of the greenhouse is a waterfall that circulates the water in the pool. It smells amazing, not like chlorine or chemicals, but like fresh water and it is so calming. I raise my hand up and without even thinking I start to play with the water, pulling droplets up and spinning them before letting them fall back into the stream. “I never thought to use the excuse to train with water in here. I could have had you in here so much sooner.” Dakota whispers as he wraps one arm around my waist and the other is just above my hand repeating the water droplet dance I just did.

They were now so close to getting the goldstone, she did not want to be the one to ruin it for them. After a few heavy seconds, the guardian of water nodded, acknowledging that the she-wolf was right. “Yes!” She cheered, at the same time that Hunter had let out a breath he did not know that he had been holding. She could not hold her smile back, this was as close as she felt to doing what she had come on this quest to do. Without wasting precious time, under the now moonlit sky, the being continued, speaking the last riddle. Its voice was glassy and clear. “I’m a bit like when water turns into tiny drops in the air and falls. What am I?”

, saying he growls internally and throws his phone on bed. While a few water droplets rolling down, drops on the back of his neck and his muscles flex, it rolls down kissing his skin all over till down and disappears in the towel. And her eyes trailed down gulping every ounce of it. It was a sweet bait to her heart and as her eyes studied those water droplets shining on his back and drizzling down too. Damn! I wish I was those drops of water who are so lucky to touch, feel and kiss your skin while I can only imagine, she says to herself sighing with a sad smile.

Picking it up carefully, a silent plea echoed in my chest with every drop—hope entrusted to liquid light. Gently, I lifted Victor's head, cradling him as I brought the flask to his lips. "This has to work," I murmured, tipping it slightly so the altered water could slide into his mouth, each drop a prayer.

My soul knows. I walked through the trees for hours, and then I see it. It's the most beautiful water in the world. It looks like diamonds as it falls from crystal rocks of every color. The water splashes into a cool pool that purple fog rolls off of. This is the waterfall I was meant to come too. This is where I belong.

{'You are more than the choices that you've made. You are more than the sum of your past mistake. You are more than the problems you create.'} Watching my angel walking towards her little home, I couldn't take away the goofy grin on my beautiful face. Even if the drops of the rain were like tears continuously falling down from the dark clouds, it was like a thousand blessings that couldn't seem to bind from the sky to fall on me. I couldn't believe I caught her easily like that. I guess this was a new year with my new pretty doll.

I chug down a glass of water in one go, bracing myself for the disaster that’s about to unfold. Three. Two. One.

Seemed like it went on forever, all the way to today and even beyond. She dashed splash into the water, which was extremely cold, without warning. "Water?" she wondered, relieved. That drew her up sharply and quickly. She couldn't tell if it was merely a puddle in the way, the edge of an underground stream that went through the passage, or the border of a vast, black underground pond. The stone didn't have much gleam to it. She came to a halt, and when he listened carefully, she could hear droplets pouring from undetectable roofing into the water beneath; and there was no other motion.

"Somewhere in the back of your puny minds, you knew we had them. Kaida's element is water. Obviously." They looked to Fiona as if beseeching her demonstration, too shocked to do anything more, but Kaida's eyes rolled back in her head and her face tilted toward the sky. A strangled noise filled the quiet as her body jerked taut. The hovering droplets swirled, creating cyclones of water, and Brady couldn't deal.