Gaara Of The Desert の小説・ストーリー

ADAIRA ~ We both moved in that direction when another scream came from a different direction. “Keep going, I’ll check that one out.” Gavrael said to me and turned in that direction. I kept going forward and I caught the scent of blood, I began to run. There was another scent on the wind, it smelled like a rotting corpse. At least the so-called dead ones won’t be hard to identify if they had such a putrefying stench. But when I got close to the pack boundary, I only saw one of the border sentinels on the floor writhing in pain, I didn’t see any attacker. I rushed over to him and got on the floor beside him. He was dying, I could see his soul slowly being unbound from his body. It was a bit un

stuttered the Master of the Desert in fright as he instantly began kowtowing before her. “I’ve been looking for you for an entire night and day, you know? So you’ve finally decided to show yourself again!” shouted Gerald, coldly. Quite honestly, with Gerald’s speed, he had earlier made it long past the center-point of the desert. However, not long after, he discovered the existence of Capra Nanny. Under normal circumstances, Gerald would’ve just walked past it so that he could be on his way. However, these weren’t normal circumstances. After all, Giya and her group were still behind him.

Heather was teleported to Gobi Desert due to the instability of the Spirit Travel Slip. Heather had grown up in the sea since she was a child. That was the first time she had been in such a bad situation. She walked for a day and a night in the desert and still could not find the way out. She eventually passed out from exhaustion and thirst. The desert pirates of the Soaring Eagle Fort went out to patrol half an hour later. They found Heather by chance and returned with her. Ether was stunned, and his eyes widened as soon as he saw Heather's beautiful face.

Gaara lamented in regret. I started laughing and said, "well you caused it for yourself, although this was a waste of time but it was fun while it lasted." He then snapped his fingers and Kurt appeared. "Where am I?" Kurt asked and turned around. He then saw me and said, "oh, you made it here, I see." He then bowed down immediately and said, "I greet you almighty Lord Gaara!" "How did you do that?" I asked in awe. "He is a B type Mermaid and a friend of mine, it was easy to summon him with just a snap.

I’m suddenly delirious and in complete agony, as sweat droplets form against my forehead, I’m shaking as the pain hits me wave after wave. Suddenly a vision hits me like the white heat searing my veins, and it’s of Groban and Laya together, he’s hugging her tightly and whispering something into her ear before pulling away and smiling softly at her. He places his hand over her small bump, she’s pregnant that much is certain. He lifts his hand to her and she does the same, I gasp as I narrow in on their hands, they both have the Gaia symbols against their palms. They suddenly place their palms together and energy so magnificent explodes them both, it’s so powerful that I nearly forget to breat

Saito added. Captain Hadeshi nodded his head in agreement as they continued riding slowly through the desert. They rode beasts called Algarneesh by the desert dwellers. The Algarneesh are large, ugly, long-necked beasts, covered in thick brown furs. They are only found in the desert. They had ridden for three days since they were dispatched from camp Mikato. Most of them are no strangers to the heat and the extreme conditions of the desert since they operate in that part of the world.

"Here comes the Emberheart Pack." "Yes! I was hoping they would be coming again. Their fire dancing was amazing last year. I can't wait for you to see it, Raya," Garret exclaimed, wagging happily. "They can manipulate flames and withstand scorching temperatures. They are truly remarkable," he added, emphasizing that this pack wasn't the only one with unique abilities.

He bowed his head slightly in respect. When he raised his face, Ayla was surprised. He was handsome, but clearly unwell. His eyes were a dull green, and his skin pale like he hadn’t seen the sun in weeks. His blond hair was messy and dull, and his lips dry. "I’m sorry I startled you," he said in a deep but kind voice. "I’m Garrett. Beta of the Moon Crest Pack. I guess this is the first time we're meeting." Ayla studied him. He was tall, strong-looking despite his sick appearance. She could sense the warrior in him. But also the pain.

“Exactly right.” And everybody agreed, except for the desert, who was pouting off by itself in a most unflattering manner. But the desert had a trick up its sleeve, oh yes it did. For it may be thwarted at the moment, but it will not be thwarted for long, and even now there was a rumbling deep underground that made the desert cease feeling sorry for itself. In fact, it began to smile, a harsh smile, a terrible smile, and anybody who witnessed it certainly would have been frozen in horror, pierced by the chill one feels when they drop something fragile, something that was given to them by somebody very dear who is now dead, and now they have nothing with which to remember them, and shall neve

Dawn slowly breaks in the horizon as the first rays of the sun peeked from behind the mountains beyond. Keron watched the thermometer gauge of his display link to see the gradually increasing temperature. If he was a mortal with no protective suit, he would have fell sick because of the chilly wind that blew in the air. A portion of the green desert now became purple as the sun rose in the horizon. Pillars of sand flew as the passing wind carried them up. The grains battered against the plates of their armor while they walked. Aran momentarily looked behind to see the long trails they have left.