From Sand And Ash の小説・ストーリー

━━━━━ And my heart beats Like the empires of the world unite, we are aliv And the stars make love to the universe You're my wildfire every single night We are alive Venus's voice reached him from behind the cart he was pushing. She didn't have the best singing voice, it was too low, too raspy but he didn't want her to stop They spent the next few hours talking, talking about books, movies, music and art. She didn't speak too much but led the most intelligent conversations he wanted to stay there longer and listen to her talk about her love for coffee, books and art, but they eventually left to visit the supermarket at Venus's insistence. Even though she was barely dressed with no shoes she m

There was lethargy to his movements, and without warning he fell to his knees. "Mikhail!" she screamed and ran toward him, just as he fell face-first on the icy wet sand. He didn't move, didn't stir. When she reached him, she touched his skin with her hands. It was ice-cold. "What happened?" a voice bellowed from somewhere behind her, bouncing off the rocks. She turned to see Randolph Belishaw racing across the beach toward them. "He'sHe's a" "A dragon, yes. But what happened to him?" Belishaw knelt by Mikhail and rolled him onto his side. Mikhail coughed, and some water escaped his lips.

On the ground, the men fruitlessly pressed their hands to their ears but the force of that singular howl was so loud that they fell back. Asher screamed as pain shot through his ears. He felt warm liquid trickle between his fingers. Suddenly dark clouds covered the sky. The day became night as clouds rushed to cover the sun. The wolf was still howling, its voice drawing even more clouds together. The sound waves became a strong wind that soon became a whirlwind, forcing the men to their knees, picking the motorcycle and every other thing that wasn’t anchored to the ground. Asher felt a shiver go through his body. He threw his head back and through the sand storm that was beginning to form sa

Dust motes danced in the beams like drifting spirits. The sand beneath her boots was coarse and gritty, raked clean but still holding the ghost-prints of every challenger who’d come before her. Deep grooves etched into the ground told stories of fights won and lost, of limbs broken and bones buried. Somewhere overhead, chains creaked faintly as they swayed from unseen rigging, a chilling reminder that not all shifts ended cleanly.

He turns back forward, holding Sue's shoulder and patting it affectionately while she shakes subtly from crying. Her eyes red from all the crying and she seems to have lost a lot of weight as well. At the back of where they stood, stands Tara and Raya, carrying Ashley in her hands. The priest reads the Bible in his hands as is the normal procession. The caskets are slowly lowered into the two dug graves. "Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust... Please put down sand for the family members first..." Jean goes first, crying, she grabs the shovel, scoops sand in it and throws it down. She passes the shovel to Sue who does the same and then Ford... And it continues like that until almost everyone throws

He stepped forward, and Nil flinched. Orion and the others charged, shouts tearing from their mouths, but it made no difference. Asher moved once, and they flew through the air like toys, slamming into snow and stone, arms twisting, legs bending wrong. The sand soaked red. Nil’s ears rang. Dust and snow stung his eyes. _________ Nil finally got to his feet. “I will not let you take her,” he said, spitting blood. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and reached for his sword.

**** ASHER Kaida’s scream was deafening. Already exhausted, my legs gave way, buckling under the sheer decibel level of her cry. The ground wobbled as if it were about to flip over. My stomach lurched with a violent urge to vomit as the earth tilted sideways like a massive, unstable swing. Then, the ground breathed upward. I collapsed as a sudden slope formed, forcing me to roll downward. It happened fast; dust and sand pelted my face, bruising my skin as the level ground transformed into a steep incline.