Hei Darker Than Black นิยาย & เรื่องราว

GABBIE I ROAM MY eyes around Wyatt's house. Malinis pero ang lungkot ng kulay. His wall was painted black and gray. So manly. His curtain is dark brown. Everything is dark. Wala na ba siyang ibang color na alam? Tsk... I can't stand looking around because of the dark ambiance of his house. Ang lungkot, like him na mukhang iniwan ng asawa't anak. I was just following him while roaming my eyes on his place. I mentally grinned. Madami akong gustong baguhin especially now that I'm staying here. I don't like dark walls and curtains. I want something light and of course my favorite cartoon character... Stitch!

Ito na yata ang isa sa pinakamemorable na pangyayari sa buhay niya na kahit lumipas man ang maraming taon, babalik-balikan niya. The darker shades of Rain are slowly fading and it's replaced by the bright illuminating light for their future ahead...

Nang tuluyan nang sumarado ang gate ay saka ko pinatakbo palayo ang aking big bike. Mahina ang ingay at smooth ang takbo kaya gustong-gusto ko ang itong gamitin. Kapansin-pansin ang aking hitsura ngunit wala akong pakialam. Hindi lang naman ako ang weird na dumadaan sa kalsada. Weird ang hitsura ko dahil mula sa suot ko hanggang aking big bike ay puro black. I like the color of black because it represents the sadness that I'm felt of losing my family. At saka black din kasi favorite color ng daddy ko. My dad said that black also represent the simplicity of life. So I also like black color.

Mabilis niyang hinaplos ang buhok ng anak, pilit na ngumiti. “Magkaiba lang kayo ng lahi, baby. Ganun talaga minsan sa kambal.” “Pero hindi naman kami magkamukha,” dagdag ni Leah, inosenteng tono. “Si Ethan mas matangkad, tapos brown ang mata niya. Ako black.” Umiling si April, tinakpan ng biro. “Eh kasi ikaw mas kamukha ko. Si Ethan, kamukha ng daddy mo.”

matigas na sabi nito. Hinampas ng isang tauhan ni Nadivar ang batok ni Sadam kaya nawalan ito ng malay. Mabilis ang bawat kilos nila na para bang sanay na sila sa ganitong trabaho. Walang tunog ang bawat yapak nila na animo'y isang ninja. Bigla na lang silang naglaho sa aming harapan na parang multo. This is not the life that I wanted. It suffocates me a lot seeing cruelty. I wanted to run as fast as I could, but does running away change everything?

“𝙄𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙖𝙗𝙞 𝙠𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩 𝙣𝙜 𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣 𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙖 𝙢𝙤...!” 𝙨𝙖𝙗𝙞 𝙣𝙞𝙮𝙖. 𝙎𝙞 𝙄𝙨𝙖𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙤 𝙖𝙮 𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙖 𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙪𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙖 𝙣𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙜𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙗𝙤𝙠 𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙪𝙝𝙖𝙮 𝙪𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙩𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙮𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮𝙖. 𝙄𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙬, 𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙣𝙜 𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙜𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙞𝙗𝙞𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙣𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙤. 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙗𝙞 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙪𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙚 𝙤 𝙠𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙮𝙖𝙧𝙞? 𝘿𝙖𝙝𝙞𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜

I found those guys boring. Sa dami nila ay may nahagip ang mga mata ko. Someone's familiar with me. Tahimik lang ito habang nakikinig sa mga sinasabi ng kasama niya. With his messy black hair and roll up long sleeves. He was, well, different from all others. He was handsome, not perhaps in the conventional sense, but he had that appearance which could make him stand out in the crowd. He was fair, almost pale white. His unfathomable, black eyes contrasted exceptionally with his light toned face. His eyes were as deep and expressive, where you could get lost if you stared long enough.

Mafia peeps are somehow like peeps with noble blood, kaso imbes na blue ang dugo na mayroon kami, we instead have black. Yeah. I smirked. Black blood. Indeed. For we are always in the dark… In the shadows… “Someone’s here…” komento ni Leviticus nang pababa na ang helicopter. “Who’s devil this time? That chopper is so neat, Exo, right?” Tiningnan ko ang helicopter na tinutukoy ni Levi. Bago iyon. Inisip ko kanina na kay Trace pero dahil sa sinabi ni Leviticus ay hindi pala.

Ginalaw galaw pa ni Asha ang kilay saka ngumisi sa kaibigan na mukha ng takure na anytime pwedeng pwede ng kumulo. “Asus, gustong gusto mo namang inaasar kita eh kunwari ka lang dyan,” patuloy na pang-aasar ni Asha sa kaibigan. “Hindi ko type si Drake, yung mokong na yun ang yabang yabang akala mo kung sinong siga pero takot naman sa ipis,” naiinis na sabi ni Jill at bigla na lang tumawa. Napahagalpak din ng tawa si Asha ng maalala niya one time na nakakita ito ng ipis, sinong mag-aakalang si Drake na malaki ang katawan at napakalalaking tingnan ay takot sa ipis.

"Bakit naman?" "As you can see, black is silent but it tells deep meaning without saying any words. At syempre black is chaotic and there's beauty in every chaos." Napahinto ako saglit at nagpatuloy, "Kaya I prefer black and white kasi in every bad there's always good, and every good there's always bad, parang yin yang effect."