I Paint The Whole Sky Red Do You Remember That の小説・ストーリー

The only thing that drew me was the food. I glanced at Skye who was enjoying the scenery and in that moment, I felt my heart skip a bit. “Look, Fireworks!!” Someone exclaimed in excitement and we all stared into the skies as the fireworks imprinted a sentence boldly. ‘Happy Birthday Skye!’ Skye gasped, tears filling her eyes as she glanced at me. “You did this,” she grinned. “Autumn said you like to paint the city red unfortunately, they ran out of red paint,” I beamed. She hugged me tight, which surprised me for a split second.

I looked at him, but it was too dark that I can't even figured out where he is. "I knew you'll not remember me…" he mumbled huskily. My hair stood on end there. I did not expect that. The darkness enveloped my eyes, but when I tried to open it again the scenery change. The dark sky where now faded, and it's now bluer. The canvas where still there, but it seems it's been a years, cause it's now fading.

There was no gold ink left, and no violet. I looked at my hand. My skin was turning transparent. I didn't use blood. I used **Memory**. I began to draw on the air. ***"Once upon a time, there was a girl who lived in a box. But she wasn't alone. She had a thousand friends, and together, they built a ladder made of light."***

Alita suggested, she took his free hand as they walk out of the snow to the street. "But he has been the only one having the cake" Gio seems confused "I thought you said we rotate it". " Yeah, I said that" Alita smiled "That's the fun" What's the fun of saying something and doing the opposite? When Alita would feel like she feel bored, she would suggest something and break the promise. But she never does pinky promise, unless she needs it badly and would not break it. They spoke heartedly, talking about so many things they would have done if their parents were alive. Gio even said he would ask his father what it feels like to have a rich crush that doesn't notice you.

Her white canvas was soon to be decorated with a beautiful image of the sky aitst's components. She had five cans of paint in front of her, and each was meant for something enthusiastic. "Why don't you make the sky darker and the birds bluer?" "Mother." She scolded. "You talk like a woman from the oldest era. Can't you see how blue the sky is and how dark the birds are? You can't change what already is." She cautioned her mother who snorted at her word and concentrated more on her book. "Please tell me your friends are not coming over today." Her mother sighed, upon hearing a horse neigh.

"No no, wait some time. It will open." "See." He smiled then with tears in his eyes. Children are really pure souls. "I want to touch again, can I?" He asked her. "Yes, see." Lia showed him. He tentatively touched the leaves and took his hand back instantly. They spent most of the time watching plants and then sunset. "Aunt, why does the sky become red?" "Because sun is leaving, the sky is sad." "Oh, then when the sun comes back tomorrow, the sky will be happy?"

I’m losing my mind in this prison world of the crystal ball. There is no sense of time here. No change of day or night. The sky stays the same blood red color. I don’t know if two days or an entire year have passed. There’s no way to tell, and it’s driving me insane not knowing.

I made out a puppy's eyes and he laughed. "You're now older so you're not cute. You looked like an angel when you were a baby. I feel like cuddling the baby of you one more." He smiled, hugging himself. "That's not nice. Wait, how do you even remember that when you were only two going on three?" "What do you mean? Not everyone has the same type of memory. I clearly remember when I was two years old and I stained the whole living room's walls with blue-coloured paint when it was painted in cream." He laughed.

She squinted her eyes. *gasp*... A person? Damn is that another? She asked as her eyes widened. She pointed at them in the sky. They were moving incredibly fast. She saw flashes of lights from the figures in the sky. A bright light was going from one towards the other while the other person dodged and raised a counter attack, sending a red beam of light. It was like watching a movie for Mia. Everything seemed so when she suddenly realized that they were fighting. Right above her head a fight was going on. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

James had already gotten to work with a rag and bottle of paint remover, by the time River's statement was over. "I can never find those things." River's eyebrows conjoin in the centre of his forehead, showing his confusion. He then gestures to the rag and paint remover in James' hand and the young man chuckles, still a little miffed. "This is an art student's version of a fire extinguisher. It's always lying around." He grins this time. "Anything else, or do you plan to help me before we have another infraction?" James begs, black orbs pleading.