Novel & Cerita It's Not Always Rainbows And Butterflies

I mumbled softly, tilting my head a little. Luke smiled softly, "Because... when Noah looks at you, it's like he's been living in a black and white universe and he just saw colours for the first time. These past weeks not being able to talk to you, all the colour in his life just went away and it's back to black and white and all he's been trying to do is remember what life was like before he knew what colour was." I took a moment, a little stunned before I spoke calmly, "When did you become so deep and poetic?" I tried to ignore what Luke had just said but it was very difficult to do so.

We dive in, the cool water washing away any worries or stress, leaving us feeling rejuvenated and alive. After our swim, we continue our journey, walking through meadows adorned with colorful wildflowers. Butterflies flutter around us, their wings carrying messages of joy and transformation. We pause to admire their delicate beauty before moving forward. As the day turns to dusk, we find ourselves at the edge of a serene lake. The water reflects the golden hues of the setting sun, creating a breathtaking scene. We sit by the water's edge, sharing stories and laughter as the sky turns into a canvas of vibrant colors.

It's been a week since my little brother and I have moved too the new town - Mysticwoods. The town is small, but has a lot of character. The only problem is, we don't really fit in here. I think it's, because we are human and the rest of the town- not so much.

"In the deadlands they don't get normal rain, instead acid rain which is why nothing is able to live or grow." "What in the world?" Elaina huffed looking to the spots on the ground where the rain had burned holes. "No one said that Ezra's realm was all rainbows and butterflies." Samantha explained. "How long do you think this will last?" Charisse asked keeping her gaze fixed on the land outside of the cave. "I hope the behemoth made it." "I'm sure they're fine, they're pretty indestructible creatures." Oliver said pulling off his glasses. Letting out a long sigh Elaina plopped herself down on the ground. It looked like they were going to be here for a bit and her legs were hurting from run

I leaned down and pressed my forehead against hers. “This life and the next, and it will still never be enough.” Over the years we’d been through so much. There we were, busy with work and children and life. There was no more pain, no more fear, only love and happiness. Forever. The End

Could they be THAT stupid? Arrogant, perhaps. “There’s just not, we’ve been over it now for days,” Anna said. Angel nodded in confirmation. With our dome of protection we control everything, even the weather. But it can’t be sunny blue skies everyday, it still needs to rain sometimes. But we have no crazy hurricanes or droughts, everything is kept just right.

I won't be safe, no one is safe in this world. People say love is rare to find, the warmth, the comfort, the feel of the first snowflake falling on you, the butterflies in you're stomach. When the person in front of you, is what matters the most, when you know that you will never be unhappy again, as long as their beside you.

" He said and walked past me. I tried to follow him but he immediately vanished. It was just an imagination. I cried, the rain started pouring down as well. It feels like the sky knows how sad and down I am, now I know why people tend to cry when they are sad. People are just like the sky, when they feel tired, down and felt like they were alone, the rain will start pouring, but the difference is that when the rain stopped rainbow will begin to show, a sign of a new beginning, but for me, there's no rainbow after the rain. My heart cried hundreds of buckets now and still no rainbows showing.

Seriously, what’s wrong with men and their broken promises? I should leave this place; it’s obviously not working for what I came here for. Or so I thought till my eyes caught the yellow butterfly, which landed on the flower’s nectar. A small smile graced my face as I reached for it with the back of my index finger. After Zahra, my love for butterflies will always last an eternity. Every time I play with them, I grow envious of their way of life. So free, quiet, colorful, and always with a knack for the beautiful nectar of life.

Let their colours shine, their laughter echo and their spirits soar, for the true promise of a brighter tomorrow lies in their freedom. So, let's untie the strings, let down the barriers, and allow our children to blossom in their own magnificent ways. After all, a world filled with vibrant sunflowers, soaring eagles, and butterflies is worth living in, where every child has the right to shine in their unique hue.