How Rare And Beautiful It Is To Even Exist の小説・ストーリー

she replies softly, grabbing the one left on the pavement. I hand the two I was holding over to her carefully, watching as she adjusted them in her arms before she looked at me. I avert my eyes from hers immediately, not wanting her to see the color of my eyes as it was the rarest, only a high ranked heir could be born with golden eyes, I was the second one in two thousand years. People always freaked out whenever they saw my eyes, sometimes if I'm not careful, I tend to freak out whenever I see them in a reflection.

She was still amazed at her self control she had conjured when that guy was all but hanging on Chloe, she felt great sympathy for her when she found out it was a regular thing for the poor girl, and an overwhelming urge to rip the boys head from his shoulders. Even though she had her opinions on the mating bond the Moon Goddess had written in their fate, Chloe was going to be her Luna one day, if she accepted the mating. Niki could feel the power radiating off of Chloe and from that, she knew she was special, even if she was human.

Frank was not bothered by Gina's outburst at all, since he knew very well how rare the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom really was. As a treasure that would only appear once over a thousand years, she was saying that someone would be willingly parting with it? Only Gina herself would be believing such bullshit. However, Helen could not pretend that she did not hear what Frank said. Even if Frank knew it was slightly inappropriate to say it, women never liked to hear them being called unreasonable.

"The beauty of some people is visible from their face. So something from his body and his beautiful hair. So through the eyes of some. But the most important thing is that a person should have everything, only then he is called completely beautiful."The woman smiles and speaks while plucking leaves from the plants. Bella was walking along with that woman."And yes one thing no one else gets, this song is an important thing. The one who has all these things is very fortunate." After listening to Bela, the woman keeps social and says. "But those people are special, who despite not having all these things are called beautiful. I think it would be more correct to call they are lucky."

Its eyes glowed with an ancient wisdom, and it moved with a grace that spoke of a time when the wild was unspoiled and free. Sarah's voice trembled with awe, "What is this marvelous creature? I have never seen anything like it." The pack had encountered many wondrous creatures on their journey, but this one held an aura of rarity and vulnerability. The creature stepped closer, its eyes filled with a mixture of curiosity and fear. Liam's heart sank, "I fear that this is an endangered species, on the verge of extinction. Our actions as humans have pushed such rare creatures to the brink." Emily nodded solemnly, "We must do everything in our power to protect this creature and its habitat. It's

said the blacksmith. “Higher than a unique beast? There’s something like that?” “Indeed. A very unique beast.” I couldn’t help but scoff a little. “If unique means there’s only one of them, what does very unique mean?” “There is only one unique beast in a group. When they die, a new one is born, eventually. A very unique beast, there is only one in all the world, and when it dies, it is gone for good. They are tremendously powerful.” The blacksmith sucked in his breath. “It is unlikely you will ever encounter one, but...”

Just the thought of her not being mine is enough to make me physically ill. That's because my baby is one gorgeous angel; so beautiful that it's sometimes hard to believe that she's real. That anything that beautifully perfect inside and out could be of this world. She's blessed with a rare otherworldly beauty that drives other girls nuts and makes the male of the species stupid, ergo the bully who was trying to get her attention in his bumbling way, the fuck. But still it's more than that; it's who she is, unexplainable.

I couldn't believe that my baby was going to die, and the guilt of knowing that my life as a fugitive had caused his illness was overwhelming. "We need to find a cure," I said, desperation creeping into my voice. Adrian, Kyle, and I huddled together, discussing what we could do. That's when we heard about a rare flower that could cure the disease. Silvershield Aurora Despo, it was called. I seen the picture , It was a beautiful flower, with petals as silver as the moonlight. And Kim told us that the scent was sweet and intoxicating. "It only exists in a rare forest in an unknown, dangerous territory," Adrian said, looking at me with worry in his eyes. "But we have no choice. We have to try."

“Do you like it?” “Why of course, the very intricate designs and all are just very aesthetic. If I were to choose what is more beautiful, whether the modern buildings or these, I’d choose this one. Words cannot describe how wonderful they are. It’s like a palace but without people. It is a one-in-a-million place but the emotions are also one-in-a-million. Because it is just so lonely. Don’t you think so?” “Why would it be lonely if there is no one around to give such an emotion?”

The owner of this room is a very messy person. On the ceiling is a sparkling crystal chandelier, and around the walls are flickering blue candles. They seem to be made of mermaid fat according to legend. This is something that Ciara had only read about in books, as it is extremely rare and difficult to create. Finding a stranded dead mermaid on the shore is nearly impossible. Hunting mermaids for their fat would be like committing a crime against the entire mermaid race. The entire room would emit an aura of wealth and luxury if it weren't for the pile of clothes that spoils its aesthetic appeal.