Beautiful Blue Sky Background Novels & Stories

> William: “The night sky looks almost the same as when we talked about your favorite color. Do you still like deep blue?” Evelyn read the message without rushing to reply. She simply smiled, then looked up at the sky. And slowly, she typed back: > “I still do. But this time, the blue feels calmer.”

She was barely able to keep herself conscious, giving in to her need to rest, she fell back to sleep once more. Sky found a small clearing that led to a beautiful lake, surrounded by the natural meadow. It looks like she had stumbled on the place by chance as it was clearly cut off from the rest of the forest. The unnatural growth of so many floras seemed to act like a barrier which everyone avoided; Sky had somehow found this beautiful place. The flowers and fields were like scenery painted by a professional painter. The canopy of trees surrounding the area was surreal; it allowed small rays of sunlight to filter through a few pocket holes in the shades, making it more scenic.

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. “I know right?” Blaire says with this wild grin, like she’s proud of showing me. “It’s beautiful… Even though it’s my home, it still amazes me every time I pass through the woods. And wahhh, this cool air—feels like it was made to wash sins away.”

added Clarissa. *** When Lisa was passing by the palace's corridor, she was stunning. Humming her favorite song. The sky was blue , and the sun was smiling down to earth and the birds were singing. She didn't want anyone to ruin her beautiful mood until ,she bumped to someone. "Don't you see where you are going or are you blind?,"asked a young lady rudely. She was tall , skinny body ,rough face. Lisa moved back slowly to look her in the eyes.

that is how my life in the Volatile Hounds came to an end. Blinking away those memories, Nathan noticed that dawn was approaching as he made his way through the silent corridors of his home. Nathan paused by a window as the beautiful morning rays shone through and warmed his pale skin. His crimson red and Amber orbs stared into the sky for a moment as he began to wonder what would happen.

Her eyes were brown, very brown and beautiful, pretty eyes that couldn’t see a thing. “What is the color of the sky today?” she asked him. Nate tore his gaze away from her and looked up even though he didn’t have to. “It’s blue, there are clouds.” She was smiling. “I can’t see the sun, I can feel it though. Can I feel you?”

Soon after, a cool breeze hit his face, and the scene in front of him instantly came to life. At this moment, he was standing amidst the boundless mountains of Yorkshire Hill. The sky was incredibly clear and blue, the mountains were refreshingly green, and the rolling white clouds seemed almost within reach. There was not only the exceptionally lush Mother of Pu’er Tea next to the Heavenly Lake but also countless varieties of flowers. The reflection of the blue sky, white clouds, and green mountains shimmered on the surface of the Heavenly Lake, creating an indescribably beautiful scene that could not be described in words.

In the back of my mind, what the stranger mentioned to me today lingers, drawing me down the train to the common areas. Everything is vacant, the hour so late everyone is sleeping. Tucking my cardigan closer to myself, I wander up to the windows, smiling as I realise what Castiel told me earlier was true. A brilliant display of colours lights up the sky, a mixture of blues, greens and pink that are so bright they make the night sky a deep violet colour. Each beam of light moves fluidly, weaving between others, dipping behind and above towering mountains. "Pretty isn't it?" I jump, looking over my shoulder to see Castiel smiling at me, blue eyes dark with the shadows of the night.

The man used a monochrome pattern—grey and white—to color his workspace. Helena walked in silence. Of course, she didn't want to break his concentration. Slowly, she stepped closer to her husband and stopped in front of a large window behind his desk. The view of the blue sky decorated with white clouds instantly greeted her. Even from a distance, she could see. The panorama was what made her standing in her position to see more clearly. Her hands crossed, apparently starting to enjoy the activity. Looking up at the sky from above was better than looking up from below. The blue sky felt close, although no one could answer how high it was. Yes, it was a mystery of nature that could either be

I hold the balcony railing with my hands. It is very cold. I stare at the horizon. The orange and blue tones are the protagonists of the beautiful view that I see in the sky. The sunset is beautiful from here. I put a hand to my head and again take a deep breath. I need to calm down a bit.