Gravity Falls Wood Novels & Stories

Suddenly the clear sky became dark and gloomy and a huge bloody handprint appeared in midair and went at Dead Wood. Suddenly the wind was raging, and several large trees in the vicinity were directly uprooted and smashed into the distance. The people on the ground felt dizzy and had difficulty breathing. Seeing this sensational handprint, Dead Wood did not dare to underestimate it, and urged the True Energy in his body. When his two palms pushed, he felt numbness on his arms and could not help but move a few steps back.

Kian A dead treecracks beneath my back paws as I use it for a launching pad to scale a large, round boulder the size of an SUV. For a split second, I’m weightless, inside and out. Just me and gravity. Free from the weight of the earth and the constant hum of pain inside me. Free from bad decisions. From intrusive thoughts.

Reaching behind him he pulled out a wooden stick about fifty centimetres long and placed it on the ground. “With gravity power you can make heavy or you can make lite, with this I want you to make too heavy for he to lift” Artemis pointed at the stick and then at Smith and I nodded slowly. “Remember moon mother, her light help you”. I stared down at the stick and lifted it into the air, this power I think I've got the hang of. I tried to think back to science class and our lessons on space and how gravity on each planet is different. I pictured the video of the astronaut jumping on the moon and how easy it was for him to leap. I felt a heaviness in my head and the stick fell to the ground wi

My flailing hand grasps splintered wood for a second but then fails–and I fall for what seems like an eternity and then land with a thud that knocks the wind from my lungs. “Oh…my…fucking…Goddess….” I gasp, trying to force my lungs to work, but the impact with what feels like stone has my body vibrating with pain. I gulp for air. Above me, a sliver of moonlight is the only view of the floor I just fell through, which is far above my head, and the floor is still crumbling. I manage to shield my face from the worst of the debris, but shards of wood pepper my legs and stomach for the several minutes it takes me to come back to my senses.

His freak behavior has been turned on. The ground continued to roar and shook showing that something from below was forcing its way out of the ground. The trees were shaking and the leaves on the trees followed violently due to the impact. As that something was approaching, the shaking ground became even more violent than before. It was that bad when Samuel had to find something to hold himself from falling on his butt on the floor. Thump! He fell on the floor after his shoes lost their grips. GRROOOOORRRRR~ And then, the sound of the roar from the underground gave Samuel goosebumps all over.

The ground beneath us shook again, a loud crack splitting through the air as something gave way. “Don’t look back!” the woman yelled. But I did. And I saw it— A section of wood, already weakened by the fire, breaking apart above us. It fell. The world seemed to slow for a moment, the sound stretching into something distant and distorted. The woman’s grip tightened, her body shifting as if to shield us, but it wasn’t fast enough. The wood hit the ground hard. Not on us, but close enough to send a shock through the earth, close enough to make me stumble and fall from her grasp.

He rolls severally before he could balance himself sliding down the sloping mountain. "Ouch", my nose, that was painful. He grunted as he stood up and begins to climb again. A large tree log of wood trunk descends down in front of him. He swiftly dodges rolling on the ground and then continues to run as quickly as he can, dodging all wooden obstacles swung from a different angle at me. The more he climbs, the more intense the tree log descends in speed. Suddenly a log of heavy wood descends from his left side with a sheer amount of force. It gazes at Allan by the shoulder with its speed. He looks up above in front of him. Another wooden trunk falls down vertical towards him to the ground r

We jumped. The moment we crossed the invisible threshold of the crater's rim, the terrifying, terminal-velocity drop vanished. The lunar gravity grabbed us, violently decelerating our fall. We drifted down to the base of the massive silver cathedral like feathers settling on a pond, landing softly on the scarred granite where the meteor was fused to the mountain. "It feels... wrong," Cord muttered, staring at his massive, heavy boots. The seventy-two-year-old Master Forge was practically floating, the sheer celestial pull stripping his massive physical weight away.

Proving something to the room. She pushed past the marked boundary into the older growth where the trees were dense and the ground was uneven, roots breaking the surface in long tangled lines. Too fast. Too deep. She was so focused on performing that she stopped reading the terrain. The crack came first — a deep, tearing sound from somewhere in the older growth as a rotted root system gave way. Then the old oak began to fall.

He began to fly into the air and gallop forward. However! Zephyr Khan noticed that the deeper he went, the stronger the gravity suppression became. After flying for ten thousand meters, the surrounding gravity suppression was more than a hundred times, but about a hundred and ten times! As for the soil on the ground, it was clearly stronger than diamond. However! What surprised Zephyr Khan was that the huge stone statues around him were still motionless under such a terrifying gravity, as if they were not affected at all. And then! Zephyr Khan continued to fly forward.