First Flight Final Fall の小説・ストーリー

But she continued looking at my eyes, saying nothing. My mouth opened to say something, but what should have I said, if I forgot every word that was existing in this world. And she was the cause. “This is the final call for flight FR223 to Raffael King! The plane will leave in a minute!” I heard the voice saying.

The Night She Finally Walked Away The final night of Elara Voss’s marriage did not end in shouting. It ended in silence. A silence so heavy it pressed against her ribs, made her breath stutter, made her hands shake as she packed the last of her belongings into the small suitcase on the edge of the bed. Outside the window, winter rain stumbled down the glass like broken glass beads. It was late, past midnight. But Damien would be returning soon. And she refused to be here when he stepped through the door.

She stared at the message. Then she typed. Maya: So does silence. She set the phone down, heart steady. Ethan stood by his window, city lights reflecting in the glass. For the first time since this began, the fear didn’t outweigh the clarity. They had chosen each other. Publicly. And power had noticed.

The fall didn't taste like wind; it tasted like metal. The cold, heavy stench of liquid mercury rushed up to meet us as the salt flats caved in, a silver throat swallowing the sky. I held Florence crushed against my ribs, my arm locked around her tiny spine so tightly I could feel the frantic, rabbit-kick of her heartbeat against my chest. Above us, the starlight was choked out by collapsing red dirt; below us, a mirror of fluid metal rushed up with terrifying velocity.

Nico looked out of his window as the landscape solidified perceptibly. “How long do we have?” “Five minutes,” the pilot informed, and he’d already started to nod when he realized she couldn’t see him as she manned the helicopter from its cockpit. A long moment passed, and then she added, “Do you need anything else, sir?” “No,” Nico murmured, “that would be all.” He pulled off his headphones and let himself soak in everything, pink skies dotted with lazy grey clouds, buildings which had become visible in the time since Bria’s announcement and the roll of blue waves which beat steadily against themselves.

She squinted her eyes. *gasp*... A person? Damn is that another? She asked as her eyes widened. She pointed at them in the sky. They were moving incredibly fast. She saw flashes of lights from the figures in the sky. A bright light was going from one towards the other while the other person dodged and raised a counter attack, sending a red beam of light. It was like watching a movie for Mia. Everything seemed so when she suddenly realized that they were fighting. Right above her head a fight was going on. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"He's a swan, he's the most vulnerable out of all of us" "Right." With that, they make their way to the safe house, leaving Halo, Sal, Yzander and the doctor behind. Cerise doesn't forget to hug her best friend tightly before climbing out, making plans to catch up with the hollow the moment they get back. Nicholas kicks a car, it flips over and lands on its hood. Underneath it was a damaged motorcycle but the aurum gets it to work either way, his strength and intelligence at its peak. Cerise and Nicholas rode through the chaos that ensued, looking up, there were meteorites passing along the atmosphere, one strong gravitational pull and it's over for the land it crashes on.

Fly higher because soon you will fall to the ground. . #TBC

Alpha Nick looks over at Alpha Jax looking perplexed and trying to recall what rule 12 was. “what’s rule 12?” I look him straight in the eyes “rule 12 is you have to run 100 miles, and train with me the rest of the day, and if you can’t complete that then I can beat the shit out of you for requesting me to join you in your room.” “What if I complete it?” I start laughing and so does everyone else but him. I wipe my face from my tears and smile at him “Oh you think YOU can complete MY training?” Jax and I look at one another and I nod my head. Jax looks at Nick “I bet you, you can’t. Even I can’t and everyone here can’t. So do you want to bet?” Nick looks at me in my eyes.