Jelly Art Novels & Stories

He cleaned the plate except for the jelly, and he didn't drink the orange substance she called juice. "Wow! You did a good job." Autumn says, smiling at him. "What is this?" He pointed to the purple substance that looked like congealed Daunian blood, and to the orange juice, which was the dominant color. "It's a food called jelly, and this is concentrated orange juice." Frowning, pushing the plate away, almost like a cute child. "Oh, I don't eat chemically induced foods, and neither should you; it's bad for your health, there are so many things here on earth that are not in order," Bastion tells her.

Jenny complained with a pained look on her face. “I have a bandage. Want one?” I offered. “You do? You’re such a lifesaver…seriously…” Jenny said, and I quickly handed her a bandage that I had in my bag. We split and took turns to take the visiting class around to our various exhibition. Jenny’s theme was rainbow and basically everything colorful and bright. It was very like her. The theme was a smart choice because she used it to showcase her various techniques from 2D to 3D works in sculptures. I had to admit that she was very talented.

she asked, trying to sound casual, though her heart thudded with anticipation. Jade smiled, and an actual brightness lit in her face that caught Jayla off guard for a moment. "It was great! I went to the Elysium Art Gallery. You wouldn't believe how beautiful the paintings were. There was one named 'Tempest' that just. I can't even describe it. It was like the waves were alive, moving right off the canvas. I felt like I was standing in the middle of a storm.". Jasmine joined in, curious. "That sounds incredible. Did you go alone?"

A mass of dried meat, not as big as her hand, was cut into fifteen slices with all her might. Jenny took five unsightly pieces of meat into the pot, waited for it to boil, and then poured some tapioca flour into it. Originally she wanted to put some salt in, but only Jelly salt was available. Salt jelly is a big lump of salt, Jenny can't break it, so it's okay. Waiting for the simple ten-course dinner to be over, Jenny took two sips of warm water. The warm water ran down her stomach, for a moment she felt like she was alive again, she sighed and took the wooden bowl and sat down on the edge of the bed.

As Neil spoke, he retrieved a small plate of cake and placed it in front of Cordelia. “Have a taste!” Cordelia snapped out of her reverie. The small dish of the cake was intricate. Its emerald color and semi-opaque transparency made it look like a piece of art. “This is…” Cordelia was delightfully surprised. This was one of the cakes her mother had made her when she was younger! “You know this?” Neil asked softly, “This is Ejada, a specialty from Southeast Aciatic.” “Specialty from Southeast Aciatic?” Cordelia recalled the time when she took her mother to the art exhibition, and Xyla bought a scarf. She had said that the embroidery and pattern were rarely seen in Centrolis and were only avai