Ishiguro Nocturnes の小説・ストーリー

Sera’s POV ; I did not breathe properly, this wasn't because I could not breathe, it was because for the fact that breathing right now simply felt like a permission that would allow something outside of me to notice me. The window was slightly covered by thick black curtains, it was night time and I could feel the cool breeze, the air was crisp and fresh. I also noticed that outside, the night time in Duskborne Palace was way too quiet, it was even more quiet than a graveyard, as if there was no single person inhabiting it

“Here, it’s almost time for dinner.” “Thanks,” the boy replied before taking a huge bite. “Did your father ever tell you any stories concerning an old man and a foggy hill?” Rhina inquired. “Nope,” Ishida answered plainly. “How many stories about old men did he tell you?” the girl asked. “Quite a lot! Seven, if I remember correctly. ‘The Woodcutter and the Door of Fates’ was one... ‘The Old Man and the Desert of No Return’ was another. Oh yes, there were ‘The Legend of King Makarael the Great,’ ‘Hayami’s Grandfather,’ ‘Heroes of Aquarius,’ ‘Sir Kharkin of the Seven Seas,’ and ‘Aram the Master Sage.” Ishida recalled. “None of them were about a gravestone or a hill.”

Justin remained staring out at the blackened sky from the window. He hadn't spoken to me for some time seemingly content to stand in silence. Emma left for her shift a while ago to prepare breakfast for the morning meal. She wouldn't be back for some time. The stars flickered through the curtains dotting the ceiling in starlight. The snow capped mountains beyond stood proud and ominously against the star flecked sky. “Goodnight Val.” Justin eventually murmured heading for the door.

I found it impossible to sleep due to the intense feelings that I had experienced with Ikaris. I cleaned my room until two a.m. to take my mind off things. Despite the distractions, my mind was fixated on him, and I couldn't help but constantly think about him. I found myself unable to get his hazel-brown eyes, his alluring lips, and his charming smile out of my mind as I lay in bed. There was a warm and pleasant sensation that washed over me as I reflected on the tingles he caused when our hands made contact. I closed my eyes for a moment, took a deep breath, and whispered to myself, "Breathe, Alassandra, just breathe."

Big bag alpha indeed. I stood looking out the large window in the main room drinking my coffee. I was watching the snow fall from the dark sky. I could hear people in the kitchen, which meant they were starting breakfast for everyone. A few flurries had begun to fall as I was falling asleep last night, but the storm must have hit full force sometime during the night. I am not sure what woke me this early but once I am awake, I cannot go back to sleep. I looked over my shoulder when I heard someone walk into the room. “Why are you up so early?” Niro asked.

I run my hand over his sleek fur and let my eyes fall shut. Lucas is listening to an audio book, and I stay awake and pay attention for three chapters before I fall asleep, slipping into the same dream I keep having. The demon. Being surrounded by hellfire. The blue-eyed man just looking at me, not speaking. Not moving. Not giving me a single fucking clue to why he keeps pulling me back here. I watch myself almost burn and feel the same desperation take me over.

Yet, instead of saying or doing something about, he just stood there… Admiring her and all that she was. She had a mountain of midnight curls, spiraling in all directions. She had a pair of grey-hazel eyes that were ringed with thick lashes. Her skin was dark, and lovely. Hints of bronze and deep golds contoured the gentle hollows in her cheeks. She was tall in her stature, and a bit fuller in figure. At least Caspius knew she wouldn’t break easily. Watching Isla interact with her, was somewhat nerve racking. Though the chimera was gentle in her attempts to interact with this specimen of a woman, she still flinched at every moment of contact. Gods, what is her name.

I did not want to risk hurting myself attempting to ride a horse. I walked around the garden admiring it’s beauty. I realized the sun was starting to rise higher in the sky, I percieved judging upon the position it was around ten oclock in the morning. I felt I had been outisde long enough, I walked back towards the house. I saw someone who looked similar, the man from the restaurant. We looked at each other, both speechless. There was a knowing look in his eye, as he approached, I felt everything go black and awoke as if I had been jolted by electricity. I looked around and realized that I was still in the hotel room. The time was five in the morning. His eyes again haunted me, beckoning.,

I reply. “Yeah, you need to get it together chica.” Lani says looking at Ashe like she’s nuts. “Seriously doubt she even cares dude.” Lizzie comments. A few minutes later and Ashe has FINALLY calmed down from her episode of offending the Moon Goddess and we are back on our way to the island. Kita has mentioned that Calypso and her pod sisters are following along side us, probably making sure we stay the course. The fog has since lifted, which I think was the siren’s doing to be honest with you. Nighttime comes and with it a multitude of stars blanket the sky, something that you don’t get to see in the city.

‘Soft the drowsy hours are creeping, Hill and dale in slumber sleeping, I my loved ones' watch am keeping, All through the night.’ Listening to the soft, loving voice, Nox finally stopped fighting his tiredness. “Goodnight, my love.”