Clear Sky Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

It was already midnight, and Clara should have left immediately, but she found herself standing near the large window in Lucas's living room and gazing at the Manhattan skyline. There were no stars, not even the moon. The sky looked so dark—just as dark as her empty heart. However, Clara could see the hundreds of brightly lit skyscrapers from there. Although they weren't stars, the Manhattan sky still looked beautiful with the shining lights on each high-rise building. It all looks… wonderful. Clara sat there—on a piano stool while finishing her ice cream. She thought she would leave once it was finished, but minutes passed after her last spoonful, and she still stood there to admire the bea

To a two-day-old infant who could not answer. Dawn looked at her instead. Then looked up. Then Aria watched this happen, watched it with her own eyes and still wasn't sure she believed it—the clouds above them pulled apart. Just above their path. Just ahead of them. A corridor of open sky appearing in overcast that had been solid thirty seconds ago. Stars. Enough light to see by. Barely. But enough. People around them made sounds. Relief sounds. Moving faster now, able to see their feet, able to see the person in front.

My legs, slightly unsteady, and I wobble. “Takes a second to walk off the ride. Have a loom a round. I’ll get us set up.” He chuckles “Set up for what”? “Have you already forgotten our picnic Em? I promised to feed you. I can’t have you living on caffeine and donuts” he mocks backs teasingly. Perhaps I am still hungry. The irritation is relevant to that fact. I hobble around a moment and walk through the clearing to get a better look. The sky is orange, yellow and pink with the sunrise and it looks like some clouds may roll this way soon.

Cyprian and Ivory, who were also present, stood up, their curiosity piqued. Leading the way, I briskly walked outside with everyone trailing behind. As soon as I stepped into the open, the scene unfolded before me. The sun struggled to cast its light through a dense grey smoke that enveloped the sky. It wasn't the usual appearance of rain clouds; this was different, resembling more of a blanket deliberately used to obscure the sky. The ominous sight left us all in a state of uncertainty.

I always prefer it at night. The sky becomes a purple glow for a canvas, little specks of stars and street lights scattered across the horizon. It's a constant reminder that even in darkness, light will always rise to meet it. "K-Kadence," Clara mutters breathlessly as she nears us. Sage and I rise to our feet as my sister grips onto her chest, as if she's at the finishing line of a triathlon. "Breathe, Clara. What is it?" I question, noticing the panic etched in

Slyvia Monday morning came with a calm breeze and a quiet sense of progress. The air smelled fresh, like rain had touched the earth overnight, even though the skies were clear. The horizon stretched wide and open, painted in soft hues of blue and gold. The sky looked bluer than it had in days, like it had been washed clean for a fresh start.

Frank snorted. "Alright, I'm hanging up. I'm getting started over here soon." "Yeah. Good luck," Jouri replied. Hanging up, Frank looked up at the waterfall overhead, and then at Skyler, who was standing beside him. "So? Is it time yet?" "Almost… Now!" Skyler's eyes were glowing even as she stared at her watch. "Alright." Frank looked up just as the skies abruptly darkened. "Ah, there it is—the eclipse."

I took off for the wild yonder, gazing up at the Milky Way sprawled across the night sky. It was my son's dream. He was a stargazer, an astronomy buff since he was knee-high. On his birthday, he saw his first meteor shower in the wild. Tragically, that same night became his last. I was determined to make his dream come true. The divorce papers, signed by Elias, landed in my mailbox. Maybe it was guilt, but he rewrote the terms, leaving me with a lion's share of our assets. I took it all without batting an eye.

"Sorry to interfere with your blind optimism, but I'm pretty sure it will break before we leave." Clea huffed. "You also suffer from blind pessimism. How sure are you?" "Ninety percent. Who knows? It could be coming apart right now." There was a moment of silence after which they both looked at the sky. The absence of harsh rays signified the sun was hiding behind one of the white clouds scattered across the blue sky. "Why did we look at the sky?" Kali asked. They both chuckled softly. "Where do you think these things would come from?"

Reyana replied, pointing toward the cloud which was already coming so close to where they stood. Klara squinted toward the sky, her initial confusion morphing into a flicker of unease. But the sky above them was a clear, summer blue. The only darkness she saw was in Reyana's terrified eyes. "Reyana," Klara began, her voice soft with concern, "there are no dark clouds. Are you feeling alright? Perhaps the worry for the warriors…" Her quizzical gaze shifted from the sky to Reyana, a slight panic creeping into her as her smile faltered.