Jingga Untuk Matahari Novels & Stories

All we could see was the red and orange glow emanating from the sunrise. "It's beautiful." Julian sighed, "Is it even more beautiful to see the sunrise from outside the valley?" "Of course. Watching the sunrise from the grassland is the best experience. You can see the full outline of the sun. It's round and red and looks warm and soft." "That sounds great. But I can't picture it. I've never seen it." Julian's voice was full of regret. "You'll see it someday. We can definitely get out of the valley."I comforted him.

​The morning in Neo-Tokyo was a bruised purple, the kind of color that only exists when a city’s artificial sun-mirrors are fractured and failing. For the millions huddled in the Gutter, it was the first time they had seen the sky without the shimmering, gold-tinted filter of the Syndicate’s "Prosperity Grid." It was raw, cold, and terrifyingly vast.

The black ooze came off his blade and hissed when it hit the sunlight. “Well, I thought they didn’t like the sun. But now I see they’re harmed by the sun. I wonder. Gemma mentioned they have a sun lamp. I wonder if there’s a way, we can use it to mess with the Fear Mongers.” “I don’t understand. What is a sun lamp exactly?” “Oh, it’s a lamp that mimics the light that naturally come from the sun. If we had enough of them, could we basically burn the Fear Mongers out?”

Every fucking thing is messed. I slowly stride towards my window. I pull it's adjustable rope. It slowly pull open. It Windows pull open. Am welcomed by the rising sun's solar reflection. I squeeze my eyes and introduce protection with my palm. Sun after all day including an extra six hours nap really is painful to eyes. Werewolf not excluded. My body though will adjust after few seconds. As expected, it does. The sun's effect ain't painful or felt again. Everyone and everything seems pretty clear now.

She rolled over and was lulled in a deep slumber by the creaks silently singing in the deeps of the woods. Hours passed and the darkness was dispelled by the sun shyly peering from beyond the horizon, half of its circle still hidden in the mountains. Zheira stirred when the scorching sun stared at her, its yellowish rays blinding her eyes. Raising her small hands, she cupped it, giggling as its warmth cradled her pale skin. Just like Vladimir, it was shining as though minuscule diamonds were carved in it.

The man glows. His hair is long, golden, and radiant, as if it has absorbed the light of countless stars. It flows with the breeze, shimmering and shifting in the sunlight like something out of a dream. But it’s his eyes that captivate me the most—golden, not amber. Pure gold, glowing with an intensity that feels almost too bright to look at. He doesn’t belong here; he doesn’t belong anywhere I can name. There’s something otherworldly about him, something so achingly familiar that my chest tightens with a strange sense of déjà vu.

The sun greets, its rays pass through the slit of the window and through the lacy white curtains. The light was shining right on Jes's innocent face. The natural glass shines even more because of the sun. Jes wriggled from her sleep, too early to wake up but the rays of the sun were shaking her. Jes smiled thinly even though her eyes weren't open yet, maybe her dream was so beautiful that it had been carried away until now.

A fiery red sun rose slowly, casting golden rays across the sky, dispersing the clouds and mist. The warm morning glow painted the bustling city with a rosy hue. Sunlight poured onto the earth, marking the beginning of a new day... When Britney opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a firm, well-defined chest with a healthy wheat-colored complexion.

Princess Jiyanah stood up and walked to open the window, splitting the curtain into two in the middle and tying it with silver tussles on either sides. Sweet morning dew came in mingled with the fresh air. The heavy atmosphere of the room was lifted as the sun shone stronger, brighter, and warmer just like their newly built friendship. Soon there were colorful butterflies and buzzing bees lingering from flower to flower outside the glass window. The flowers began to look even more brighter as the sunlight struck them as though they were smiling happily to bring new hope and joy to the world.