Romans & histoires Ares Hidalgo Through My Window

I had never felt so drawn to that window, and my heart raced with the hoof beats of a thousand horses as I walked up to the gleaming panes of glass that overlooked the gardens and fields beyond. It wasn’t Matteau who crested the hill in the distance but a caravan of horses, wagons, carts, and men. Lydia and Glynnis had been worried about my return to the chaise, and the two of them sat in the dining hall to continue their needle work.

It is soon deleted, and nothing more appears, as I give up sending another message. I feel horribly cold, and I get up to close the window. I feel my body vibrate with the beat of my heart, maybe I even feel dizzy. But as soon as I hold the window flaps, I furrow my eyebrows when I notice a hooded person — nothing like the organization's soldiers — down there, looking at the window where I am.

Sharp eyes looked around, the door was locked, it took a while to break it, but the window was not glass but stylized iron bars. Jasper Frank found an iron rod and hit the window…one blow……Twice… Finally, he heard the sound of the window being smashed. Jasper Frank hugged Linnea Rivera and threw himself out the window, the window wasn't very high, Linnea Rivera and he managed to get out. She and he took advantage of the time to run out, not long after, there was a loud bang, followed by a stream of extremely hot air chasing them. Jasper Frank hugged Linnea Rivera tightly in his arms, the two were pushed to the ground by the great pressure, Linnea Rivera was covered by his whole body.

I bellowed, and they hurriedly flew off to the other side of the trees. Holy shit. I pressed a hand to the side of were I was having a migraine, on my forehead. And then I messaged it a little. The singing of the damn birds was adding weight to my migraine. I didn't know what made my eyes travel to my window, and then I saw Alex and the security guard, staring through the window at my room upstairs, like I had lost being sane. I gave them a lopsided grin, then stepped away from the window. When the sun which had subsided few seconds ago, came back with force this time.

I shouted back into the smoky hallway, and I fired another continuous line of lead that chipped the edges of their pillars and forced them to keep their heads down in the dirt. "Alessia, the winch just snapped the iron bars off the side window and the path down to the creek is completely open now, so drop your empty frame and get back behind these stone arches before their third squad cuts off the inner door!" Matteo’s voice came through the broken speaker on the floorboards, and he sounded like he was trying to drag himself toward the threshold despite the hot ash falling from the ceiling.

“So what, the whole city’s about to fall apart like a broken mirror?” “Yes.” He ran a hand over his face. “Fantastic. Just fantastic.” --- They moved quickly, weaving through alleys, avoiding cameras and Consortium drones. Mara felt the cube pulling her like a compass, dragging her north whether she wanted it or not. But everywhere they went, the city was wrong. Streetlights flickered, throwing shadows that didn’t belong to anything. Storefront windows reflected strangers’ faces instead of their own. Once, as they crossed a bridge, Mara glanced down and saw not water but endless sky below, clouds rolling upside down, stars pulsing like living things.

Hothead: "I can't believe it. I still can't believe it! This is so awesome!" I wipe the tears from my eyes as I press my face against the window. "I can see it! I can see it!" "Okay, okay. Please stop." Alodia grabs the back of my jacket and pulls me away from the window. "You're fogging the window." I shake Alodia off and return to the window. Looking outside, I see the beautiful view. I see all the stunning colors. I see freedom and fun.

Diego turned Hazel’s body easily, moving her out of his embrace and pressing her face-first against the giant glass wall. Hazel’s bare back pressed against the cold glass, making her gasp. Before her eyes lay the magnificent view of Herlington in broad daylight. Cars like ants, skyscrapers—everything was clearly visible. And behind that glass, they could be seen too. “Diego, don’t... not here...” Hazel tried to turn back, her suppressed shame finally overflowing.

I only went to the stream that day I dug lilies. He looks into the window of my car, at what must be the girl's crouching form. My eyes blur and ny heart continues to thud. I don't know what to do! I can't just watch, but Hell if I want to be harmed either. I softly cluck to Creature to get him into the room. I shut the window until the gap is barely visible, just enough to hear through. Completely out of sight, I slide against the wall to grab a hanging mirror. I crawl back under the window, ducking and positioning my mirror so I can see out through it. I tap once on the wall below the window to get Creature to bark. And he does! His deep roofs carry outside and his front paws are supported

Even if it means being trapped, starving like an animal waiting for scraps, I’d rather that than face him again. My eyes dart to the window, closed tight against the world outside. I push off the door, my legs staggering towards it. My hands fumble with the handle, slick with sweat, but I manage to twist it open. The window flies wide with a force that almost knocks me off balance. I lean out, my head hanging below the window frame, desperate for the fresh air to clear the fog in my mind. But all I feel is the dizziness, pulling me down, down into a dark space that seems impossible to escape.