Alex Hirsch Gravity Falls Journal 3 Novels & Stories

"they are... he caught a person who fell from a three meter high place, and then his back or spine made a loud noise, apparently it sounded like a crack..." before she finished, the pharmacist frowned, "how can he be so careless? the gravity of a person falling from a height is very high. is it the spine that is injured. hurting his bones is easy. it would be better if he were to go to the hospital to have an x-ray. "Elsa's face was immediately pale, "so serious?"

I tried and failed to ignore the responding flutter within me. The rest of my shift passed in a blur of steaming milk, hissing espresso machines, and chatter from patrons. As closing time neared, I felt a prickle of anticipation for our plans tonight, mingled with nervousness I wasn't quite ready to examine too closely. Wiping down the last tables, I glanced up as the door chimed. My heart stuttered when I saw it was Alex walking in gingerly, one arm still in a sling but looking considerably better than last I'd seen him when he was discharged from the hospital.

“Why is the dirt… sinking?” It was subtle at first. The ground didn’t drop. It compressed. Like the clearing was being pushed into a smaller version of itself. Trees leaned inward. Shadows shortened. Air thickened. Mael’s voice trembled. “It’s folding us.” “Yes,” I whispered. “It’s reducing space.” The hum returned. Satisfied. Collapse introduces resolution. Kairos spat into the dirt. “We’re not a math problem!” The earth compressed again. The trees were closer now. Branches scraping against each other without wind.

When Yvette smiled, her eyes lit up like crescent moons, a look that effortlessly won people's affection. But in them, I detected a hint of smugness and calculation. "How old are you?" I asked. "23," she replied. "Then you’re old enough to know what honesty is," I said sharply. Her smile wavered. "I don't understand what you mean." "It's clear. The whole plan was done by me, from start to finish," I said. "You knew that, yet you still presented it as your own. It's called shameless."

Zachary, who cared so much about his reputation, finally had no choice but to slam the necrospermia diagnosis on the table the third time Tiffany caused a scene. "You think I didn't see those videos of you with other men? I have necrospermia. You go sleep with other men and try to pin it on me? Keep dreaming!" "Did you see those videos?" Tiffany asked. "How the hell did you even get a hold of them?" When Tiffany was publicly confronted with the truth, she nearly lost it. She charged at Zachary with a scream, desperate to tear his mouth off. But she was no match for him. In the chaos of their struggle, she lost the baby.

I stared at the already miserable body of Jacob which made me think where he must have seen the energy to keep talking. " Keep quiet " the other man pressed on an injured area to inflict more pain to Jacob. " No! " without hesitation, I rushed to Jacob and knelt before him. The strange feeling happened again, I used my palms to cover his rib area, after some meditations the injury in that area was gone. I immediately snapped out of it, the look on everyone's face asked the same thing ' how did you do that? ' . " Quinn, you never told me that you were a witch " Sabrina was the first to break the awkward silence.

Nico was hungry too, though his appetite made a hasty dash as soon as his gaze fell upon the remains of a pizza and half-finished bottle of beer from that afternoon. A desultory laugh escaped him as he imagined what a possible interviewer would say if he saw him right then, padding about his condo in a grease-stained singlet over pajama bottoms—and his eyes cut a trail from the 15-inch plasma screen to the floor-to-ceiling windows, which gave an unimpeded view of New York and the way it lit up at night. He walked away from the living room and out into the balcony, leaning behind the railing as he looked down and let himself get lost in the beauty of it all, even though it did not distract hi

Jim grunted through clenched teeth, every muscle in his body trembling with the effort of resisting the grasp of gravity as over three hundred pounds of weight, stretched through his woman’s bleeding wrists, swung in the storm gales beneath him. Marcus’ finger twitched on the trigger, but before he discharged the Glock, Johansen let go. With gravity pulling at thirty-two feet per second, it took less than two seconds for the doctor to hit the bottom, his head cracking against the stony floor.

She wanted to take it out to keep herself warm, but she couldn't catch up with Hansen who was holding the bags. "Ouch!" Although the downhill road was not as difficult as the uphill road, it was easier to fall down because of the shift in the center of gravity. Jenna was careful. Although she walked slowly, she still stepped on a small stone, and her feet tilted to one side. Her ankle twister and she fell to the ground in an instant. She was in so much pain that she screamed and groaned.

CHAPTER 141 DARIUS’S POV The fall didn’t feel like a descent, it felt like the world had simply stopped existing beneath my boots. One second, I was standing on a floor of polished concrete and broken glass; the next, the freezing mountain air was a blow, stripping the breath from my lungs. I didn't let go of Iris. I couldn't. Her fingers were locked with mine in a grip so tight it felt like our bones were fusing. Between us, Ethan was a dead weight, a shadow caught in the middle of our frantic, vertical plunge.