A Thing Of Beauty Is Joy Forever 소설 & 이야기

This continued. The building was forever. The gladness was forever. Both things were true. Both things would always be true. ---

Thunderclouds became flocks of luminous birds. Everywhere, she felt the pulse of human emotion — joy, sorrow, rage, tenderness — flowing like a symphony without conductor or score. “This is what we are,” she said softly. “The sum of everything we’ve ever felt.” Lumen’s light rippled. We-did-not-know-beauty-could-hurt. “That’s how you know it’s real,” Sophia replied. “Beauty isn’t perfection. It’s impermanence.” The entity paused. And yet-you-endure.

Both beautiful. Finally. Completely. Forever.

She scrutinized me, her lower lip slightly quivering, thinking I couldn't answer that. I leaned in closer until my breath brushed against her skin, and her intoxicating scent filled my nostrils, enveloping me. My voice took on a rough, seductive edge as I murmured, "Because when it rains, you find beauty in sadness. Some people feel melancholy when it rains. But not you. For you, rain brings joy and a sense of being alive. The sound of rain comforts and calms you. It reminds you that a little rain is necessary for flowers to bloom. When life gets tough, you always think of rain. It's your reminder that 'this too shall pass.' You live by the motto 'you don’t get rainbows without a little rain

His beauty is caged and in pain. ****** ******

I will never get tired of seeing her cat doe eyes. "Time and again There are these changes that we cannot end Sure a star that keeps going on and on My love for you will be forevermore I just can't believe that you were mine now You were just a dream that I once knew I never thought I would be right for you I just can’t compare you with Anything in this world As endless as forever Our love will stay together You're all I need to be here with forevermore Ohh... You're all I need to be here with forevermore..." I ended the song Everyone applauded that made me smile.

Thea takes a step back with a satisfied look on her face. Instantly, I feel the edges of my soul crumbling and turning to ash as Tessa’s lifeless body lays face down on the floor. There is nothing but anger and agony inside me. All the good in my soul gets snuffed out by the juggernaut of the storm. I look at Tessa and make an x over my heart with my hand and murmur, “Ádeio apó ton póno [Empty from the pain].”

"Beware. They are anticipated to pass by your lane, Begonia" "My beloved daisy, you flew like a dove Through a glass who is filled with love." "It is my behoove for my flowers be forever. Adversities on the path, as I'm endeavoring." "My love is everlasting. I may prove for thee to see, yet my sentiment says emotion. I am suffused with undying endearment." "Dearest, I want for thee to see,

Slowly the voices deemed into the background, and in their stead came the rondo of the sound of emotions. Joy was as empty as it was full. It was a tease of beauty, rich and fulfilling, seeking to encompass all things. It was like the sound of a cup of mead getting full, like the sound of tree barks cracking as they aged. It was what he believed life was supposed to sound like. It was the little things given attention. The sound of an infant’s palm creasing or an old man smiling. A child chasing a dog or a mother kissing a babe. It was the sound of everything and nothing.

The best kind of thing. Always the best kind of thing.