Jingga Dan Senja Novels & Stories

His Princess had once enjoyed watching the sun set whenever they made love, but now… seeing this for himself made him agitated instead of the usual contentment because she wasn’t here. The colors are all too familiar and it was then (Aria’s eyes... her eyes... the light fading like the sun setting because of the stupid sword of his own flesh and blood, of a traitorous knight foolish woman why did you have to die–) Jin realizes that he may begin to hate the damn sunset, after all.

Terrence asked. “I don’t know. Plan something so that I can refuse or agree to it.” I snorted. “This Irian’s Jasmine flower has a beautiful color like a rose. Do you agree?” Terrence asked. After a while, I nodded and was silent for a while. I quickly went to retrieve the grain from Terrence’s hand. I looked closely at it and said that we could do it tomorrow morning. Terrence smiled quickly.

How did you fish? Irene smiled. ‘Off the jetty—it’s supposed to be the best fishing jetty in Australia—and the beach. And we took a dinghy trip up the Jardine River. It was so beautiful and so remote.’ She closed her eyes. ‘I’ll never forget the colours of twilight.’ ‘Blue on blue?’ Her lashes fluttered up. ‘Yes. Violet, wisteria, slate-blue. So beautiful!’ There was a discreet cough behind them and Irene had no idea that a man had been standing there for about a minute with his eyes fixed on her glowing expression directed at Murad Fullbuster—Paul O’Hara.

Anita: (chiming in) And Carmen looks stunning in blush tones. Lady Eleanor: (thinking) Blush could be the base color, representing romance. Let's add a touch of gold for sophistication and a hint of sage green for a fresh, natural element. Carmen: (excited) I love that idea! Blush, gold, and sage green. It sounds so elegant. Mrs. Thompson: Those colors will create a beautiful and harmonious atmosphere. Blush will dominate, gold will add a regal touch, and sage green will provide balance.

"Alright boys! You can go back to your work now. I’ll call you again if we ever need another company. Muah!” I grimace as I watch Zanaida blow a kiss to the two tour guides. Currently, we are in a floating cottage. We are watching the sun slowly disappear behind the ocean. As the sun descends, its warm, glowing light bathes the surrounding landscape in a rich spectrum of colors, ranging from bright yellows and oranges to deep reds and purples.

The decorations, carefully chosen to reflect the purity and elegance of their love, added an ethereal touch to the already magical setting. As they enjoyed their picnic feast, the sun slowly descended on the horizon, casting a golden glow over the ocean. The colors of the sky painted a breathtaking canvas of oranges, pinks, and purples, creating an enchanting backdrop for their cherished moments together. In the midst of this picturesque setting, Deep and Gia found themselves immersed in a cocoon of love and tranquility, enveloped by the serenity of the ocean's embrace—a moment destined to become an unforgettable chapter in their love story.

“Mommy’s fine. I’m just making sure you don’t get any wild ideas up here.” Jasmine turned to us with a grin. “It’s so pretty! Look, the sun is almost setting!” She pointed toward the horizon where the sky was painted in hues of gold, pink, and lavender, the colors blending like an artist’s perfect masterpiece. I turned my gaze to Aria, unable to help myself. The light of the setting sun bathed her in a warm glow, catching the soft waves of her hair and illuminating her delicate features. She looked peaceful, radiant—like she belonged in this moment, in this place, with us.

For the love they never thought they'd survive. Tomorrow was theirs forever. But tonight, they were happy. And lemon cake. The sky was painted in pale blush and gold, that kind of delicate color that only occurred for a handful of fleeting moments at sunfall, as if even the heavens had chosen to breathe gently for this day, this hour, this promise.

Rhaena's POV By the time we pulled up to our villa, the sky was streaked with color - vivid oranges and pinks and purples that looked almost unreal in their intensity. The kind of sunset that made you stop and stare, that made you feel grateful just to witness it. The clouds were lit from below by the setting sun, creating layers of color that shifted and changed even as we watched. We both got out of the car and stood there for a moment, neither of us quite ready to break the spell of the beautiful evening. The air had cooled slightly but was still pleasant, carrying the scent of jasmine and herbs from the villa's gardens.

All the colours I see are dark. I hear Grange scream as he is been shot on the chest as I am watching the black lanky man escape through a window. What a day! I yell inside of me. I see more colours now, more like rainbow colours- red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet. I try to look away from the beautiful colours but I can't. I close my eyes tightly and force a smile on my face. My blood drips slowly, cursing the blade of the knife on its way out. All i hear right now is the hoarse voice of a prophet. "Harookee! It is time to eat and merry. Dusk is coming soon and the sun is still shinning."