Contoh Warna Stone Novels & Stories

"What are all these sparkly rocks in the walls?" Brodi's lips turned up at her description but he pointed to different green, white and multi-colored stones as they passed. "Mostly, there is Wyoming Jade, Moonstone, and Opals. Years ago, we would sell some for cash, but now we only mine the most beautiful one for gifts and jewelry occasionally." Liv skimmed her fingers along the walls. She'd never been much of a jewelry girl, but she had an affinity for Moonstones and Opals. The almost silky look of them with various colors reflecting off their surroundings fascinated her. Walking down a tunnel between sparkling jewels was like a fairy tale.

The last time I asked Chrysler, he said he don't have time to answer my question, so no color! I was minus four right away. But below it are some of the gems along with its color. [ Sapphire - blue. Jasper - stone that is clear, have different colors, but mostly green. Sardonyx - have different colors. Chalcedony - gray or milk color. Sardius - Red. Topaz - Yellow. Amethyst - Violet.]

To kill a monster, you must become one yourself *~* Cracking of bones, screams of anguish and agony, reddish liquid spread all over, the sound of lugubrious cries, taste of salty tears. All were like a melodious sound to his ears, and a blissful scene in his eyes. His lips curved into a smile, his smile was sadistic, atrocious, inhumane, and fiendish, a complete display of the man he was, the real rapscallion in our closet, the nightmares that stalked the weak, languid, and even the vigorous of mind.

Each step feels like I'm floating, carried by a mixture of anticipation and disbelief. Carefully, I peel back the paper, revealing a simple cardboard box underneath. My fingers tremble as I lift the flaps, parting them to reveal the contents. I can't help but gasp when I see what's inside. Nestled amidst a bed of soft tissue paper is a beautifully crafted necklace. The pendant is a shiny crystal-like hazel stone, its facets catching the light and casting shimmering reflections. There seem to be browns, greens, and light shades of gold in the stone, and I can't help but be mesmerized by it. It's an intriguing color that seems familiar to me, but I can't seem to put my finger on where I've see

Various bizarre symbols began forming, an attempt by the boy to recreate the riddle from the beginning before forgetting anything that could be proven crucial for finding the solution. Colors and gems, as well as a name I have never heard before. How are they correlated between them? Scarlet and red are maybe connected with the rubies and bloodstones? And perhaps the color teal is considered to have some relation with the aquamarine and the emerald. Then, what about Mithril and orange? No, Mithril's color is silver; I am missing something for sure. There is also that man named Kale Eleguards remaining. I have to, at least for now, make sure not to forget his name...

blonde wood, with an emerald green canopy draped over it. The room screamed royalty. All of the furniture matched the blonde colored wood of the bed. There was a huge armoir on one wall, a vanity with a large ornate mirror behind it, once beautiful rugs adorning the stone floor, and a beautiful chandelier made of what I could only assume was crystal in the center of the ceiling. I walked over to my mother's vanity, and ran my finger over a thick layer of dust. I gasped as the room seemed to spring back to life. "Princess, the castle recognizes your blood signature. It's coming back to life." Gideon told me. I stared at him with wide eyes as the room returned to it's pre-dilapitated state. "

I wasn’t really listening to the male now, my eyes taking in every molecule of the precious gem. Huh? That’s not right. I brushed my finger over it when it was in reach like everyone else, taking in the sheen of the stone. That’s a tanzanite… What the fuck are they trying to do here?.. the stone had a slight purple quality to it, not a deep and true blue like a sapphire. Plus, the refraction as completely wrong.

Marcen nodded to his men. “Now can you show me red stones?” Marcen took her to the rubies “These are rubies… they are naturally expensive… I can also show you garnets or red cubic zirconia stones as well, if you prefer.” “Let me see the rubies first.” Dana thought ‘Sarah should be able to afford this, right?’ She knitted her brows. “Don’t think too much. Her husband can afford it.” Ben whispered. He knew what she was looking for once he heard the second color although he had no idea what her plan was.

Heart thumping, I take a peek into this curious box. A map. Two bits of claws. A set of fangs. A dirty rag. A letter, looking to be stamped, but ripped apart. I growl at the waste of time, and grip it hard to throw it outside the window. And a stone. I squint at the square depths, and reach down to move the rag. A stone, but no ordinary one. It emits a glow, a spectrum of colours ranging from yellow and green to blue and darker violet, and back again as it catches the light.

"But as I said, as long as a relative of mine is still alive, we are not oblige to do so. Thanks to Mamang Turiya." "Who is that?" "My grandfather's cousin." "So, what now?" "You understand right, that I came here not to make you propose to me or something? I came here because I am finding something, as what I said, the Vermilion. The one thing that could stop the Malignobons. And I believe if l could find it, we will not get oblige to stick to each other forever anymore. There's a story that our ancestors had told us. It's about the Vermilion. Once found, it would grant the catcher to have two wishes. I promise you once I find it, one of those wishes that I will make is to break the treaty