Novel & Cerita Background Biru Langit

The leaves of the trees in the area they're currently in wasn't covering the sky anymore so they could take a look at the sky abd guess how much time had passed. 'Gosh, what kind of place is this? Even forests near Florence isn't this hard to exit, ah!' Naomi inwardly complained. Although she was on the verge of complaining out loud, she forced herself to keep silent and not let a single word of complaint out of her mouth. She forced herself to calm down and looked up at the sky. It was sky blue in color with a few birds flying back and forth. Added with the orange light that came from the sun, it looked so calm and peaceful. Naomi admired it as she looked at it several times.

The blue of the sky was an insult. It was a perfect, crystalline cerulean—the kind of blue that only existed in pre-cataclysm postcards or the most expensive tiers of the Aethelgard simulation. It was the color of peace, of a world reborn, of a "Hard-Reset" that should have signaled the end of our suffering. But as I stood on the grey, salt-crusted sand of the Pacific shoreline, that blue felt like a mocking screen, a new layer of paint over a rotting house.

“Jesus. Fucking. Christ, Blaire, what is this place?” It feels magical, alive. The air buzzes, thick but light, like it’s hiding something, like it knows more than I ever will. For a moment, I forget, totally forget, that we left my house at ten o’clock at night. This place doesn’t look like night at all. The sky stretches above in strange hues, not the black I’m used to, but a pale glowing blue, as if dawn is stuck in a loop here.

He unfolded the note; 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒌𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆.

Erin's free hand roamed up to Uriel's head of hair, deeply entangled in his curly tresses. From day to night, the sky was stained golden to cerulean. Balance. They had finally found it. Blue was beautiful, as was yellow. And red. But on their own, they're lone hues, desperate to merge and mingle with all the other colours of the multihued multiverse. "What are you thinking about, Moon?" Uriel moved his head back to Erin's rising and falling chest, tracing his finger around his nub. Erin looked down at Uriel, smiling.

My breath caught. Nothing Spiro had said prepared me. Not really. Beyond the barrier lay a wasteland scorched with ash. The sky was a colour I had never seen, dark bronze near the horizon and bruised red higher up, as if sunset had burned into the heavens and never fully gone out. The ground stretched wide and broken, black in some places, grey in others, cracked by veins of dull red heat far beneath the surface.

Linus said and Kingston smiled “I can’t wait for Jupiter to,,,,” “Jupiter to what?” Jupiter interrupted “To carry our child too” Linus faced her “Now that Alice is first,,I’m no longer scared” Jupiter shook her head and Linus ki-ssed her head ****** TWO DAYS LATER** “What do you think his blue eyes means?” Alice asked Kingston as they watched the slee-ping baby “Mom said he’s going to possess both powers,,yours and mine together” Kingston said and Alice g@sped “So,I think his blue eyes represe-nts Ice.” Kingston added

She open her eyes widely, and it is not same as if she had any trouble doing sir. Mira stared at the only thing that she could see and it was the sky. Needless to say she was a very confused by what she was watching because the sky look to beautiful it had a contrast of light pink, blue, sapphire, extreme white the clouds on the other hand wear naturally gorgeous very heavenly feeling it was, not understanding what she was experience in first of all.

The stone walls of the Court was groaning, the cracks in the masonry glowing with a brilliant, blinding blue light. "Look!" someone shrieked from the crowd, pointing toward the high, vaulted skylights. I tore my gaze away from Caius and looked up. Through the translucent obsidian of the roof, I saw it. The eternal, brooding darkness of the Sunless Wastes that oppressive, bruised-purple sky that had hung over this land for eons was tearing apart. It dissolved like ink in water, being bleached away by a surge of pure, searing azure. The transformation was absolute. The sky didn't just brighten; it turned into a vibrant, piercing blue. It was the sky of a human world, a clear, mid-summer, terr

SABRINA I stared dewy-eyed at the skies of Ashrea. The air felt light and warm, the velvet land underneath my feet feeling so soft. What looked like two moons shone softly, their luminous lights illuminating the red skies. They were situated some distance apart from each other. One was bigger and the other smaller. The bigger one had wisteria lightenings whilst the smaller one shone ocean blue. Stars littered across the red skies, the warm breeze blowing the trees and grasses around us.