Flowers Clouds Novels & Stories

The water slowly drowned his soft and baby white skin while his hair spread around his side like sunflower petals. He pushed himself down to the water, making the water touch his head and face, which made him all wet. He pushed out and lay down floating on top of the water as he looked up at the clear blue sky just like the ocean and the clouds that formed like cotton candy floating around while the strong wind passed through, making them move through all places around the globe. Cian Xia breathed hum the relaxing feeling inside his heart and sigh of relief. Feeling at ease, he extended his arms into the air and opened his palms, as if he were following the movement of the clouds. Until, out

Such clumsy birds. Who hasn't had their train of thought disrupted by these sky pirates? You take a solo walk, letting the sea's operatic singing wash over you and marveling at the beautiful beauty of the colors. The water is a wrinkled roll of cyan-blue, the clouds, or what little there are, are truffle-white, and the hazy horizon is bathed in a sunrise-pink light, and you're lost in the ecstasy of your creative imagination. The perfume provided by the buoyant sea flowers transforms the ambiance. Additionally, images of leafless trees can be seen from afar. The perfect combination of plants along the shore and inside the water brings nature's beauty to its pinnacle.

Sam "You just respected what I said," she said, laughing slightly. "But you know what? Clouds collect water from land and sea, but when they've had enough of it, they turn black and drop back all the water they collected," she said, looking at me. "Do you understand what I'm talking about? Even if you're strong enough to hold it on your own, you need to let it go before you blast and break down, and then you'll explode," she added, still looking at me. "Don't be afraid to let them know how hurt and broken you are, because even the clouds don't fear letting the world see how dark they can be. I have something for you, just stay strong Roseanna, we are here with you," she gets up, and then she

The sky wears a mix color of black and gray. I cast about some luscious voice but heard the whisper of the cold wind that will likely bring downpour and thunder. Later I witnessed the cloudburst of little white flowers so as all the grievance and mourning that spreads sorrow to the entire atmosphere. I literally donʼt understand the unforseen happenings but wished for all of them to quit whining.

I didn't respond. "Perfect family, Perfect job. Perfect ways to get away with anything" I look her dead in her eyes and she glanced at me once before looking down and giving me beads and flowers to start the crowns.

The cloud would vibrate violently from time to time before exploding, creating a second wave of energy impact. The phoenix gradually became weaker and started to lose its shape. Countless flames scattered from the phoenix's body. Dozens of clouds still floated in the air. Seeing this scene, Verdant frowned and exhaled. “Portia’s special art not only contains two laws. She added the laws of cohesion too.”

The Night-Blooming Garden was the most beautiful and popular place in the Cloud City. More than a garden, it would be more appropriate to describe it as a forest, but as it was located in the heart of the city and a long road crossed it, many would go there, especially at night, when the most beautiful flowers would open with the beginning of each season.

It's a gloomy day in Monteverde's mansion. The sky is dark. It warns that any moment from now a heavy rain will happen. Flora is just looking outside of her window. She is just looking up at the sky. At a young age she is mesmerized every time before the rain starts. The gray sky, cold wind and the sound of thunder. It's all mesmerized in her eyes. " Flora " She immediately turned her head when she heard the voice of her mother gently calling her.

"What do you want to know, Bloom?" I shrugged lightly. "Favourite colour—and movie?" Zac's eyes squinted as he chuckled. He hummed for a moment. "Blue and Pulp Fiction." I nodded slowly. "Why blue?" His head cocked to the side as he looked out ahead at the world sprawled out in front of us. "It reminds me of the ocean." I bit on my bottom lip to stop my smile from stretching miles. I would have never seen it coming—Zac Miller being soft and sentimental. It was endearing.

I dashed to that thing. “Zeve! Where are you going?” As expected, Amor ran after me. Morfan and others stayed at some distance while I plucked the Snowystals. The crystal flowers that bloom only in the snow. I had read about them in books, but never saw one in real life. Transparent petals of ice with blue veins like snowflakes. Slight blue tint and scent like that of rose dancing with petrichor. Looked like lilies, but petals stretched out like hibiscus.