Jingga Untuk Matahari Novels & Stories

My eyelids dropped down and my jaw tightened, trying to keep myself in control. When I felt the sun rays hit my skin, I opened them to see the fiery ball of light rising from the horizon, coloring the sky in shades of orange and yellow. The rays emanating from it weren't enough to light the dark pit we just hit, not enough to give us warmth in the mid of this hurricane.

Diana opened her eyes as soon as the mild fragrance of flowers hit her olfactory bulbs. Opening her eyes, the first thing she saw was the sun that was staring back at her from the horizon. His bright red color was now faded to orange. Tears welled up in her eyes as just like her it seemed to lose all its spark and spirit and appeared dull and weary.

Jasmine The garden is alive with colors that I’ve barely noticed before, vivid greens, soft blush pinks, and golden yellows bathed in the sun’s morning glow. The air smells fresh, clean, with a faint hint of lavender drifting on the breeze. For the first time in what feels like forever, I don’t feel like the shadows are suffocating me.

It was not the regular color of any juice I had ever tasted. "It is the juice of a fruit from the region... Try it..." He encouraged. I took a sip of the juice, which was an explosion of flavor. "What kind of fruit is it?" I asked, and he picked up one round magenta ball from the counter. "This is a Tangenberry..." He said, and I nodded. It is a fruit that only grows in our enchanted forest. It is highly beneficial for your skin and eyesight, one of the strongest immune system boosts, and the best: it's sweet with the undertone of citrus flavor," he explained, and I nodded.

The golden band, adorned with a radiant gemstone, shimmered like a captured sunbeam against the backdrop of the seaside evening. In the gentle twilight, the ring seemed to exude its own ethereal luminescence, creating a kaleidoscope of glimmers that danced and twinkled with each movement of Gia's hand. The setting sun's last rays caught the facets of the gem, causing it to sparkle with a myriad of colors, casting a breathtaking spectacle across the gathering. As Gia proudly showcased the ring, the guests were captivated by its beauty. The shimmering hues reflected in their eyes, and the gleam of admiration and joy was unmistakable as they marveled at the exquisite piece of jewelry.

The six birds watched as the golden rays of the sun flashed through Soheila's eyes. They were mesmerized by it. Soheila's golden eyes fade to orange every time she looks down. Those eyes of her match her dress. Now they know why gold is Soheila's favorite color.

It wasn’t the background that drew attention, but everything else. Sunlight was painted across the backdrop in slashes of vibrant yellows, reds, and oranges. The sun was a glowing orb off to the side, hovering directly over a cluster of people with flaming red hair. Their eyes were glowing with the same colors of the sun, a pale yellow that shimmered even on paper. “It looks a lot like us.” I confirmed, but a splotch of inky darkness pulled my gaze even lower, towards the slashes that looked an awful lot like mountains.

Slowly the orange and yellow bright ball begins to appear like the colors of tangerines, lemons, and a grapefruit. The sun has begun to rise higher and higher very slowly, and the colors have become more vibrant. Viishuan blocked the sun rays to protect the queen from too much sun exposure. However, the sunrays slipped on his hand, with his fingers outstretched. Therefore some of them pass through the gaps in his fingers to lay on the ground below.

Moña pov I stood at the window, gazing out as the morning sun poured its golden light into the room, illuminating every corner with a radiant warmth. The sunlight danced playfully across the walls, casting whimsical shadows that flickered in the stillness. Yet, despite the beauty surrounding me, I felt no joy and no sense of peace. It had been two long days since I last saw Ian, and the ache of his absence lingered like a heavy fog, refusing to lift. I blinked twice, the brightness cutting into my eyes like shards of glass, and finally drew the curtain closed, effectively banishing the cheerful light that seemed so foreign to my mood.

>POV: Carrie Oреnіng mу eyes іn thіѕ place uѕuаllу brіngѕ оn a fіt of tears. Tоdау thоugh, there’s ѕоmеthіng new. The sun ѕtіll mаkеѕ its wау in stages асrоѕѕ thе wall.