Background Biru Langit Novels & Stories

"I like pink, because in that color, I seem could see you." Langit and Keira smiled at each other, Keira's hands touched both the man's cheeks. "Sky, thank you very much, I love you." "Keiii....," Langit woke up again, his face was deathly pale. Green who saw the shouting of Langit came in hurry. "Brother why?" asked Green. "Keira..." "Keira?" "Where is Keira?"

It was the most beautiful shade of blue she had ever seen, purer than the sky after rain, purer than blue hydrangeas. "If I had known your eye color was close to sky blue when designing the courtyard for your villa, I should have replaced the deep blue catmint with sky blue hydrangeas or sky blue lobelias. There should have been more sky-blue pebbles on the cobblestone path leading to your stargazing spot," Alicia murmured her thoughts unintentionally.

he asked her, his eyes looking at the dark blue water which stretched for miles and miles. "It can mean many things, there is light blue and dark blue. The water is dark blue in the dark, but when it morning, it turns light. Light blue can mean calm, stability, intelligence and confusion. Dark blue can mean sadness, depression or even communication," she hummed and Grayson nodded slowly.

"Like if we die and reborn we will meet again?" "Exactly. We are fated pair Trisha we meet in every life. We grow up and fell in love. But to have it forced on you or wished upon someone is something different altogether." She opened her mouth to say something when the sky above us exploded into a hundred different colors. Green, yellow, blue, pink, red; it was the aurora borealis above our head. Literally. And it was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in the sky before. Rain and Keven rushed outside to see the spectacle in the sky....as did the neighbors and the rest of city.

As if the environment was adapting to impress me, seduce me, and convince me that there was nothing different from the mortal world. They were, on the other hand, curved bright spots and too large to be mere stars, like small imitations of waning moons, all scattered throughout the sky that took on a shade of dark blue with scarce clouds of a pale pink, in what I imagined to be what would be obtained by mixing black and a small part of red paint. The darkness and the fire above our heads.

She realized it was best not to push into the storm clouding his mind, even though she had little insight into its cause. They both stood in silence, taking in the beauty of the painting before them. In the heart of the canvas, a vast expanse of cerulean blue stretches endlessly, embracing the horizon with its tranquil hue. Wisps of fluffy cumulus clouds dance gently across the sky, their edges tinged with a soft, ethereal white, floating lazily as if carried by a whispering breeze. The blue sky acts as a captivating backdrop, imbuing the scene with a sense of boundless serenity and a promise of endless possibilities. Its seamless gradient, from the deepest azure at its zenith to the paler,

The sky over the world of Agano was not a welcoming sight. It did not possess the deep, comforting blue of the Tanzanian highlands or the predictable suburban haze of America. Instead, the atmosphere was the color of a fresh bruise—a violent, swirling purple that seemed to hum with a low-frequency vibration that rattled the teeth. There were no clouds in the traditional sense, only long, jagged streaks of shimmering light that looked like scars across the fabric of the heavens. The air itself felt heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and something metallic, like the taste of a copper coin against the tongue.

I will make the Greek gods jealous that such beauty who talked about their appearance is snatched from them, quivering under the intensity of a mortal It was almost time for the event and I, for the first time since 3 AM, laid eyes on my Chocolate. She had this beautiful blue satin silk gown on. It had a very provocative layout. It was a sleeveless dress. It showed off her cleavage, the waist was defined, and her hips looked precise. She did represent "Everything Blue." Electrifying, radiant, and provocative. She showed me how much of a weakling she can make me. My eyes went dark. Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy.

asked Aphrodite curiously. I look at Aphrodite, her dress color is now blue. Yeah, that color is like the sky that Jack likes. I purposely gave her the color of the dress, because I was hoping that Jack would see her look... Deep in my own heart, I wanted that bad boy to wake up again. Hell, yeah. He can't perish that easily... "Hey, Hyun Ki?!" "Hmm, yeah." Aphrodite's call snapped me out of my thoughts. "No," then I answered her question. "That is the second layer, and there is no blue Inferno sky. Look at the sky in my castle later."

I hit the button activating the jets as soothing bubbles massaged my body. With my back toward the door, I lay facing the windows. The sky beyond the panes was a kaleidoscope of colors. Reds, oranges, and pinks swirled with purples and blues as twilight worked to darken the night and replace the sunset with stars. Darkness prevailed as my fingertips began to wrinkle.