Novel & Cerita Background Bintang Malam

Ben walked Imara home the old-fashioned way that night. As they strolled lazily hand in hand with a bouquet of colored orbs surrounding them, Imara looked up in the sky and stared into the constellations that lit up the heavens above them. “Do you know much about the stars, Ben?” “I know they sure are pretty. Not nearly as much as you are though,” he said as he smiled at her.

NOW OLIVIA Tracy gazed at a band of white light over which sat a cluster of uncountable stars. As I ran my eyes down from the top, the dark blue tint altered into a dull purple. With descending height the hues kept on changing, from purple to a rose beige to the lightest shade of yellow. All of that sat over a dark tone of the blue-greyish background. The Milkyway band before our eyes walked as slow as a person stuck in quicksand.

When night fell, the entire realm was veiled with a dark blue sky. Stars scattered throughout the night, decorating it beautifully. Chimes and jingles were the music orchestrated throughout the realm. Serenity and peace enveloped the space. Amidst it all, thousands of dotted lights illuminated the night and those dots were the floating islands that hung high above the ground. Aurora was seen travelling from one place to another, bringing happy melodies in the form of children's laughter.

/ [Mm…] /Rest well, BaoBao./ BaoBao tried to reply but he was too tired to. He was falling asleep. This alarmed and scared him because systems never needed sleep. However, no matter how hard he tried to fight the drowsiness, he lost to the pull and fell into a deep sleep akin to a hibernation. Vanora retired for the day without a clue about what was happening to BaoBao. Somewhere deep in the universe, there existed a gathering of stars and sparkles that resembled the milky way, but was not it. A tiny star amongst it flickered like a flame about to go off. Smoke and sparkles gathered in front it and formed a vague outline.

That we're both worth saving. Behind us, the crystal formation hums with ancient power, and the first stars begin to appear in the darkening sky. Tomorrow, the Bloodmoon rises. And everything will change.

*** The stars look brighter out here. Lady Brook lies flat on the deck, her wine cup resting on her stomach as she lazily names constellations to Mala and Palek. The pair watch the sky like it’s whispering secrets just for them. Brook points out the Crown of Celyra, the Lion’s Reach, the Archer’s Fall. The waves crash gently against the hull, keeping a constant hum in the air. House Blackwell’s banner flutters from the stern, catching the even wind with grace. Black fabric, silver engravings. No one here dares question it.

Naked, I lower myself into cool water and the heat and the sticky discomfort of the night ripples away from me. "You're right. That's good. We must do this more often." She's still floating on her back, staring up. "What are you looking at?" Turning in the water, I follow her gaze. "Aaahhhh…" The night sky is stunning. Far from city lights and any reflected glare, the dark vault above us is studded with diamonds. Orion is low in the sky, but unmistakable as only The Hunter can be. His stars shine brightly, red Betelgeuse glowering, with brilliantly blue Rigel opposite, and in this blue-black immensity, the sword hangs clear and bright from his belt. Even the Milky Way, which so often vanish

The woman had a rash from home when she heard about the chaos at the fiesta. The fiesta had turned into everyone's nightmare. The Spanish government will haunt those erehe. Her mother prepared dinner hoping that they would wake up by now since the gunshot is not that fatal. She waited until it was nearly midnight, and the night sky was scenic. The sky had used a black to navy gradient as the backdrop for a half-moon; the night sky so clear y'all could almost see every crater. The moon, a glowing yellowy white, loomed large, surrounded by an ethereal luminosity. Millions of stars adored behind it, a few large ones but mostly a multitude of little white pinpricks.

The story hasn't ended, you know. Ban: What do you mean? Kiri: The flowers right now are beautiful and pretty with different colors but at night they all share the same color. They glow up in the dark and anyone witnessing it describes it as the Starry Sky valley. The petals illuminate and it is said that the view of this valley under the clear night sky and a full moon is ten times more beautiful than in the daytime. Ban: That makes me want to stay till the night arrives to witness that moment. Kiri : Clearly you have forgotten that father told us to be back by night.

I whispered, hesitant to end the moment but knowing that the real world awaited. But Matt had other plans. “Wait,” he said, rummaging in his bag. He pulled out a large, soft-looking blanket. “I brought this along, just in case. Look up.” The vast expanse of the night sky stretched above us, studded with countless stars that twinkled like diamonds. The Milky Way painted a beautiful arc across the horizon. And there, off in the distance, soft colors of green, purple, and pink danced—the ethereal beauty of the aurora borealis.