Jingga Untuk Matahari 소설 & 이야기

Gemma has been feeling, since yesterday, that her mind is filled with nothing but images of Jethro, perhaps due to being deeply impressed by his remarkable transformation. The sunlight slowly spread, filling the space, making everything on the beach glow as if warmed by natural love. The delicate grass flowers exchanged greetings in the gentle breeze, swaying cheerfully, harmonizing with the melodious sound of the waves, creating a soothing and relaxing dance. The rays reached the blue ocean, and tiny organisms suddenly shimmered, sparkling like countless crystal gems. The sea responded to the warm presence of the sun with flashes of golden light, undulating and creating a breathtaking and m

I sigh giving up. “Try to picture the sun again but hold your hands on the chain, maybe we can melt it?” Nina says and I try it. Gripping my hands around the metal plate on Jordan’s ankle I close my eyes, picturing the sun again. Feeling its warmth rising inside of me again I push the feeling into my palms and I open my eyes. I watch as my palms glow a bright yellow and orange mix and I feel the metal heat beneath my hands. “Ah f**k!” Jordan screams out as the metal begins to melt against his bare skin.

I could look at him for hours as he stands there, his eyes locking with mine. There was no more thick black glasses hiding the fleck of gold that beamed like sunshine when they connected to mine. It didn't matter that I couldn't see them, to really see them, because those amber pools have allowed me to see the actual sun as they pulled me into their orbit time and time again.

The golden sunlight brings bright colors to clouds and meadows, mountains, and valleys. Nature is at its best now. For the senses, there is nothing better than sunrise. The sun in the sky. First, a small ball of light appeared in the sky, and then its size and brightness increased. The golden disc seemed to be constantly rising. The bird sings of its splendor. The first ray of sunlight refreshed the eyes. When the sun rises from the sky, daytime activities begin. The tree is basking in the sun. Sunshine; people who wake up late miss the beauty of the sunrise. Waking up at dawn is a rare joy.

His gaze went past me and up toward the horizon and his grin shifted into an all out smile. I turned my head from him to see a golden ball of fire rising up over the dark blue water. The sky was awash in blues, pinks, golds, and oranges that stole my breath away. It was possibly the most stunning sunrise I had ever seen. I glanced over at him again. The sunlight was bathing him in total glory, accenting the strength of his cheekbones and the golds in his hair. His shoulders were relaxed as he soaked in the morning light, absorbing it's radiance. His smile was almost brighter than the sun and just as beautiful. When he smiled, it was better than the sun coming up. It made my heart beat faster

" Jin said as if he was sure of what he was saying. - At Haremlap Village. Seven years later... People are so busy in the market. Each sides of road are full of different kinds of goods. There are fish, fruits, meats, and some kitchen utensils. Some of them even sell food for breakfast. That morning was beautiful. The relish in the body of weak sunlight that can strengthen bones and the fresh breeze from the mountains. "Good morning customers! Try to buy my fruits and vegetables. They are all freshly produce, tasty and nutritious. It's good for your health! " Jin shouted on the road in a convincing tone.

He threw a black credit chip at the stunned vendor and grabbed a basket. My breath caught. He grabbed a fruit with a bright, sunrise-orange rind. A citrus variety notorious for its high photochemical content—a concentrated essence of sunlight in liquid form. Deadly to vampires in large doses. Agonizing to any with vampiric blood in their system. He started shoving the peeled segments into his mouth, juice running down his chin.

Jasmine Pov: The sunlight directly fall on my face peeking through the drapes of the window, sunlight itself have many advantages, but for me it brings out a new day which should be done with a fresh start, it's rays indicate that the day which consists of bad memories is gone by giving a new ray of hope.

Chapter 120. The morning sun filtered softly through the tall windows, casting a warm glow across the room. Jasmine stirred beneath the light sheets, her hair fanning around her pillow like a halo. She opened her eyes slowly, blinking against the brightness, only to find Jerald already awake, watching her with a quiet intensity that made her heart flutter instantly.

I scoff at that. Blooming high amongst the fluffy clouds is the sun. At this time of the day in port-Harcourt—those sparse hours remaining to the afternoon before twilight steals the show—the sun is but a giant circle of solid gold heralded by mamoth white clouds. It sparkles and shimmers, and twinkles, fading in alternating hues of regal cantaloupe and fuscia. It's a beauty to gaze at.