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

"Tell me about the picture." Hope looked at the canvas. She touched the wet-looking paint of the clouds. "It's the city," Hope said. "When the rain stops." She pointed to the streaks of yellow and white dripping down from the purple clouds. "See?" Hope said. "I made the sky cry." Aurora looked closer. The drips weren't random. They were deliberate lines of light cutting through the dark. "Why is the sky crying?" Aurora asked. Hope looked at her mother. Her slate-blue eyes were serious. Ancient.

Whenever I feel bad, like when Zach and I have a fight or fight with Dad, I go here to tell her my side and what happened. "Promise next time I come here I'll bring more beautiful flowers." And then I lay for a while next to Mom's grave, while looking up at the sky where those colours are already scrambling, there is a little sky blue colour, then there's another colour mixture of orange and pink. And it's also a sign it will be dark soon. And as I stare at the beautiful sky, another memory from that night flashes back again in my mind.

I'm not like Mama either. I pet her fur and whimper softly. "Mama... what do I do? Please wake up..." I sniffle and rub my eyes. "Why can't I remember? I wanna help Sky... so why can't I? Please, Mama... I need your help..." I cover my face. "You remember everything right? You can help Sky come home... please..."

‘YOU DO NOT NEED TO WORRY ABOUT ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING AT ALL AIRA, FOR ALL YOU NEED TO DO IS TRUST US, NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS. Right. “Trust.” I whisper to myself and all convince by it, for there is no other way for me, but to trust them, right? ‘NOW, NOW, NOW. SHALL WE MAKE THIS MORE INTERESTING?’ Immediately, I nod in agreement as the scene shifts off like a picture shows where everything is slowly unfolding, starting with the words. “‘DARK SKY’, the poem behind this painting I made just for you, which means a sad goodbye of never.”

I saw a swing and sit at it, my feet those old times when Dwayne was with me; eating ice cream with our nose covered with it and laughing hysterically. Soon dark clouds are approaching and I found myself still sitting there. "Why?" I looked up the sky and stood up. "Why do you need to do all of this? Why do you need to make me forget what really happen?" Rain poured down at me and I can feel my own tears joining each drop."Great, just great!" I stomped my way back to his penthouse and cleaned up. I can feel my fingers twitching because of the cold. I headed at the spare room, pulled out my canvass paper and fastened it. I pull out my paints and started.

“Thank you. Will I still see you again?” He shrugged. “I would probably bother other people and see if they will listen,” He looked at me. “Close your eyes, my child. You have to go back. Just remember, when you feel like everything is blinding, just look at the sky.” I nodded, smiled at him, and then closed my eyes. ---

He then look at the sky, reminiscing his past. 》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》

I asked in a quavering tone. He nodded. “I-I… I will… ‘ad astra per aspera.’” ***** The war will begin tomorrow. I peered at the red sky from the balcony draped in Zephyr’s robe. I had never seen a dawn this red before. It was as if the sky was the reflection of the rivers of blood that were about to flood the lands. Honestly, I was blank. I didn’t know what was right and what was wrong anymore. The uncomfortable feeling in my chest was the only thing that reminded me of how unpredictable the future had gotten in a matter of a few months.

Tabitha’s voice rang in my mind. I tried to open my eyes and warn Racheal, but it was impossible. I was pulled back into the memory. . . “Kill him. I need to kill him.” “NO!” I shouted and I stopped myself from plunging the knife in. I just nicked his skin. Then everything went black. . . . I was in the cabin and it was cold. Where is mommy? Don’t cry, I told myself. I need to make him proud. I’m his helper.

Little Sahir looked at her in a confusion. "And when you saw the sky black?" "At night," he said. Zoya looked at him and laughed. "But it's day now. Look at the Sun" she said pointing out of the window. "We need to paint the sky the same as that" she pointed outside at the sky. Sahir nodded at her. She grabbed his drawing book and started painting it."Paint it, blue duffer!" For the first time, someone called him, "Idiot and Duffer" But he didn't get angry. He liked it. Maybe because she said it!