Ashy Sky Novels & Stories

ZANE’S POV The rink was my sanctuary, the only place where the world’s noise dulled to a low hum. My skates carved the ice, each stride a desperate bid to outrun the chaos in my head. The Blizzard’s practice facility echoed with the sharp crack of pucks and the shouts of teammates, but I barely heard them. My mind was a storm—Lila Harper’s hazel eyes, her defiant mouth, the way she’d shuddered under me last night.

It was a small, good thing in a world that felt increasingly dark. As they left the highlands and turned north towards the Wastes, the land began to change. The green of the grass became patchy, then gave way to hard, cracked earth. The air grew dry and carried a faint, acrid smell, like old smoke and lightning. The sky was a pale, sickly yellow. Liora found herself walking beside Ashiel. He had been silent for hours, his gaze fixed on the horizon where the yellow sky met the blackened earth.

But she wasn’t exactly sure how. It started small. Flickering lights when she was angry. A crack spidering across the kitchen window when her mom screamed at her for not moving on already. Then there was the dream. It felt real. Too real. She was standing in a forest of ash trees. Everything was grey; the sky, ground, even the wind. Then she looked down and saw something glow on her skin. A mark. Twisting vines circling her arm, pulsing like it had a heartbeat of its own.

Something older than mine. A field of ash — white-grey, fine, complete, the record of something that burned all the way down to nothing and left this surface as its only remaining mark. A sky the color of very early morning before the sun has committed to rising, when the light is present but sourceless. And standing in the center of the field, completely still, the wolf.

It was barely four in the evening. The floorboards were weathered and the table somewhat tacky. Relying on the light coming through western-facing windows, Blue couldn’t comment on the ceiling lamps—only two of which were functional. Sun slipping behind the dense hedging that was the central business district, she worried that she was keeping the café open; and as such, lack of natural lighting was not usually an issue.

spring sun, a young forest grows green on the hills of the Sie Nearhill, and white noble courts protrude from the greenery. The Ashida is swirling under a young yellow willow, shining from the sunlight. It's afternoon, the sun is setting. September thin clouds hover over the blue sky, obscuring the sun for hours; behind the clouds they pour down the plain to the southeast, where fiery streaks, where clouds of huge shadows scatter over it. The air is crystal clear. Wherever you look, you see a young stump, the living greenery of lush meadows and groves, and in the middle of that plain you can see far away how a white daughter-in-law walks in a field, how a horseman runs along the road, how a

Sun and Shine chirped in joy after watching the innocence of Akshara in her anger mode. "I know, Sun Shine. It's your work. Do you think I'll let you both that simply for laughing at me, huh...?” saying those words Akshara started climbing the tree, reached the highest branch, and settled there. Sun and Shine rested on both sides, and three admired the beauty of nature and sunset. Akshara could saw a distant mountain top covered by a thick icy blanket that appeared like Crystal Mountain. As it appears crystal, it acted as the spectrum and it reflects the sunlight in the form of Aurora borealis in different shapes.

The way she looked so innocent and cute as she stretched her hands in the air made his heart jump in excitement. Sitting beside Annabelle on the grass, Ashley laid down flat, her gaze fixed on the sky, Henry laid beside her and finally, Annabelle too. Staring at the sky alone made her feel somehow relieved. It was like her muddled thoughts were clearing bit by bit, but she couldn't get her mind of those eyes. The green and purple eyes. Even if the purple eyes had been her imagination, was the green eyes her imagination too? No! Alex had green eyes for real.

~Alaya "You're the one who wanted this," I remind her. "You look beautiful, anyway. Everything will be fine." Sky shakes her head at me, staring out the window of her bedroom nervously. She is dressed now, her hair and makeup flawless. However, she is visibly trembling, nervous about what is about to come in the next few moments. We are about be picked up to be taken to Alpha Asher's party, and it has finally dawned on her.