Gravity Falls A Tale Of Two Stans Novels & Stories

Without the Heart to power the anti-gravity engines, Alcatraz Island—a billion tons of rock and steel suspended in the stratosphere—remembered that gravity existed. "Hold on to something!" Marcus screamed, diving to grab a support pillar. The sensation of weightlessness hit them instantly as the entire island entered freefall. K-CHUNK. The Cradle tilted forty-five degrees. Jack slid across the floor. He slammed into Catherine’s ice block. He wrapped his non-cursed arm around it, digging his blackened fingers into the floor to anchor them. "Got you," Jack gritted out, blood dripping from his chin onto the ice. "I got you."

His wings still out, tensed, and ready, the rest of us holding our weapons. He moved so fast I didn’t even see him. Sliding past the others as fluid as water going around rocks in a stream he came for me, I felt his arm snag my waist and my feet left the Earth. I heard Devon’s shots fire and Kenneth soared into the air in pursuit. Cassi let out a scream and I heard the others calling my name as we ascended, until they were just specks. Kenneth closing in, aiming his crossbow at Shamshiel’s wings, his purple wings beating as he tried desperately to keep up, his face contorted in anguish as he realized he would not be able to help me. In the blink of an eye Shamshiel closed his wings around us

He was sitting there as if gravity meant nothing to him. I pushed the door open a little wider and stepped further out onto the balcony, my mouth slightly agape in shock as I tried to see the person’s face clearly. But before I could make out any distinct features or recognize who he was, he moved. With a sudden, fluid motion, he leaped off the railing and jumped straight down toward the ground below—from the second floor! My heart leaped into my throat. No!

An obsidian stone is inside my seal, and the guards fall over themselves to let us inside once they know who I am. The wall is ridiculously tall, made of thick, reinforced steel. I crane my neck back, move my hair back to see it all. The portly guard pulls a lever, and a portion of it lowers. Clunky and groaning, the ice flys out, the gate forcing its way open. The gate lowers completely, warm water slowly trickles out, and the inside of Estate Eclipse is steaming. I grab onto Dante and he helps me past the blocks of ice until we cross the other side of the gate.

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He crossed a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles in the blink of an eye. The young man sneered, and a gray path order appeared around him. Tremendous pressure filled the ring, and Stanley crashed into the ground. The path order of gravity! It could change the gravity in the surroundings. Due to Stanley’s sturdy build, his body became heavier and crashed into the ground hard when the path order of gravity appeared. However, the magnificent floor was unharmed. The ring made of a great path was very strong!

The first stretch went smoothly. Hands gripping stone. Boots pressing into small ridges. Halfway up her muscles began to burn. Not from weakness. From effort sustained longer than expected. She paused on a narrow ledge to breathe. The valley floor below looked different from this height. Not threatening. Not endless. Just terrain she had crossed. Perspective again. She continued climbing. A rock shifted under her right hand. It broke free and tumbled downward. Her balance wavered. For a second she felt the pull of gravity in full force.

Zack shouted as he noticed her getting dangerously close to the center of the gateway's pull. "Sorry, I can only grab your leg right now; your hand's too far away!" she yelled back, managing to latch onto his leg. "Yeah, hold tight!" he commanded, trying to increase their speed. Zack's efforts paid off as he managed to overcome the gravitational pull momentarily. They were making headway, their pace increasing as they ran towards the edge of the mountain. But just as they thought they might break free, the center of the gravitational pull shifted direction, aligning with their path.

"He’s dragging us back to a version of the story where we’re still Victims!" ​The Gravity of the Anchor ​The Respiration plummeted through a tunnel of "Scrapped Scenes." Nora watched in horror as the viewport showed them flying backward past the Colosseum of Critics, past the Nebula of the Drafts, and straight toward the dark, jagged maw of the Abyssal Anchor.

He’s as perfect as the rest. How do I go from nothing. Nobody. Farm girl, to some gravitational force for their clan? I thought the Falls was supposed to be transient. Huge, and I swear I’ve seen them more in the past turn than I do my other neighbors in a village a fraction of the size as this.