Background Biru Langit Novels & Stories

His parents were still out there, and the hope he would find them now that Darius was dead, now dwindled with the new war. "Many will pull through," Tate reassured him. "This I know to be true," he took another shot. "The lights," I began speaking to my beloved. "Are far more beautiful than on earth. Earth's skies have been tainted with pollution, the seas overcrowded with garbage and debris. Bergarian holds not one sun but two light sources that give off the glow of pink, purple and blue skies. Christine's head lifted from my shoulder, her arm wrapping around my chest as I explained.

The air hums with magic, and vibrant hues of blue and purple dance across the sky. We find ourselves standing at the edge of a sparkling lake, its surface reflecting the myriad of stars that adorn the heavens above. A sense of serenity washes over us as we take in the breathtaking landscape.

The landscape here was a little more hospitable than the desert, but there could be no denying that this was still the Kingdom of Azure. The flat, dry, dusty blue plain had little to offer the eye, but for the crater of an empty lake and odd clusters of gnarled indigo trees. I reached out with my senses to look for nearby life... but found only a family of small thirsty lizards basking completely camouflaged against the stones. I despaired for them, living in the horror of such an unnatural seeming setting. I turned my gaze back to the garden, my eyes greedy for any colour that was not that unbroken blue.

It's cloaked in darkness, but a mystical kind of darkness that lets me see the mountains after mountains capped in pristine white snow that glistened brilliantly under an oversized moon. What I notice most about this night, is it's hardly mortal. The darkness is a mixture of purple and royal blue, misting together with obsidian black to portray an exquisite canvas of colour. The stars that freckled the sky winked and glittered, adding to the splendour that I look up at. "Thanks for grabbing my chest, of all places," I say tartly, turning my gaze from the lights on the horizon, obviously making up either a small city or a large town.