Novel & Cerita Jingga Untuk Matahari Part 2

It looked like a bruise on the sky, pulsing with a rhythmic light that made the hair on my arms stand up. "It’s a Tear," Maya said, appearing at my side. She was clutching her chest, her eyes wide with a reflected purple light. "It’s crying, Mama. The sky is crying again." "The mirrors," I whispered, realization dawning on me. "The 'Solstice' mirrors are still in orbit. We broke their alignment, but we didn't deactivate their power source. They’re still drawing energy from the sun, but without the Director to guide the beam, it’s just... bleeding into the atmosphere."

Chapter-115 (Officer John in danger) The morning is deep, the bright sun is completely out. Even the quiet footsteps of the people can be heard, and the animals are starting to go out. The fiery red sun finally broke through the entanglement of the white clouds, revealing half a smile. A few small white clouds in the sky, like jasmine flowers with gold edges, rushed out of the clouds. The morning yarn gradually shattered, lingering, hovering, like a light smoke rising, sprinkling the golden sun on the hillside, shining on the smiling face of the hardworking people.

It’s likely. She sighed before standing in front of the dirty mirror. Cracks were dancing all over its surface, making Zheira’s reflection a bit distorted. Her eyes were back to their normal shade. She couldn’t understand why a feeling that she missed something yesterday lingered in her heart. What she knew was that her eyes have a different shade, and after the red shade was stained with gold, everything blacked out.

She pointed to the forest. “Flowers are mostly red and shades of red…” Mira smiled “So, I can’t use that as well…” “Same goes for other colors.” Mira pointed at the sun to explain excluding yellow.

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?”

Silver-white, slowly fading in the pale golden light, like morning mist burned off by the sun. She stood and turned to leave. --- The gate slowly closed behind her. The light from the seam narrowed bit by bit. Just before the seam sealed completely, the woman looked back at her. Gray-blue eyes, their rims ringed with the faintest gold. Just like hers, when she was young.

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.

The chair has never moved in any direction like it has been fixed here. Sitting on the chair, I finally understood why she loved it here. My mouth half-opened as I gasped, seeing the beauty of the sun slowly hiding in the sky. The shutting out of light exploded the sky with vibrant colors of orange, golden-yellow like Izobel’s eyes, and red, looking like fire like what I was feeling for her.

Elara’s POV~ I had seen many skies. But I had never witnessed a sky bleeding. Not like this. The sun had broken. Not shattered—perhaps. It was as if a large black disk had appeared between the sky and earth and covered the light until it shattered soundlessly. And in the air, hung in the center of it all. A black sun. It radiated no heat. Only gravity. It pulled everything toward it. Even us. I stumbled forward. Then Jasmine caught me before I fell.

Enjoy the update --------------- |Taehyung| The morning sun cast a warm, golden hue through the gently swaying curtains, creating a serene dance of light in the room. She lay there, bathed in the soft morning glow, seemingly oblivious to the world around her. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her, as if some unseen force held me captive in that moment. Every detail, from the delicate curve of her eyelashes to the subtle rise of her lips, held a captivating allure.