Kaki Terasa Ringan Dan Melayang Novels & Stories

I’m floating. At first, there’s nothing but silence. No cold. No pain. Just a soft, gentle pull that lifts me out of the darkness. I feel weightless, like I’m drifting on a cloud, suspended in the air. There’s no sense of up or down, only a soothing warmth that spreads through me, making everything else fade away. My body feels… different. Like it’s not my own. There’s no fear here, no panic. Merely strange, electric calm that tingles in my veins.

My legs had started to get sore along the line, which was why I had been moving around on the cough over and over again, in order to get the discomfort out of my legs, and also in order to lessen the amount of discomfort which I had started to feel from both legs. I stretched my legs out before me and tap my legs against the floor, feeling how my legs, which were covered with a pair of pop socks, started to move around against the tiled floor, and it felt almost slippery against my feet. I liked that feeling. I said to myself as soon as I had my feet against the floor and liked how it had felt against my feet, the fact that my feet were currently covered in pop socks made the whole feeling m

Scrunching up my toes and relaxing them again against the mats indentations, "Wow," I whisper, "ha," I smile, that's interesting, I thought these mats were plain, flat with no patterns, but under my feet, they feel like they have an intricate design. I wiggle my toes above the surface as a slight breeze tingling my skin, dancing with the finest of hairs on my skin. "Hehe, it tickles." I think aloud quietly, taking another deep breath in ... and out, in ... and out.

Until everything went black. * * * I’m floating. My body feels weightless. In fact, it feels like I have no body at all. It’s almost like my consciousness became a tiny wisp of smoke, floating around with no real contact. I want to call the sensation peaceful, but there’s something heavy about it. Something wrong.

Luca inspected my feet before taking out another box out of the girl's hand and opening them to take out another pair of sandals. "That seems a bit small, Mrs. King. Please try this out too." Luca said and I twisted my ankle to see my heel was a little bit out of the sandal. Nodding my head, I obeyed his words as I slipped them out and put the second pair back on. This pair was much easier to put on and to take off since the earlier one had a strap to put over the ankle to secure the sandal. But the previous one was more fashionable compared to this one. But I think this looks_

The fabric was like nothing I had ever felt before, soft like silk with more layers than I could count, but weightless as though I was wearing nothing at all. The black lace flats that adorned my feet are the one item of clothing I was allowed to pick myself after I begged Mae for a pair. I still wasn’t quite used to the whole barefoot everywhere thing. Elirond argued against them, but Adylin pleaded my case and had Mae make me a pair that satisfied us both. As time ticked by, nerves began to bubble to the surface and I found myself fighting back a lump in my throat and tears that threatened to fall on my freshly done up face.

she informed. Joshua rolled his eyes in anger, his mother was always doing that, sending for him every now and then especially when she is aware that he is having a conversation with Terry “tell her that I am busy, I would see her later” he answered fixing his gaze on Maria who bowed in humility leaving at once with her hands comfortably placed behind her, she has this sandals on, they called it the silent sandals cause when walking one could barely hear your footsteps, it was made of fine animal skin and leather.

Dysnomia pov My body goes numb and I feel I’m lifted from my bed. The sensation is not like falling or what I imagine flying would be like. More like someone lifts you up and holds you close. I feel safe and wrapped in a comfortable warmth. Then I feel grass beneath my bare feet, the smell of flowers enters my nose. I don't know where I am but somehow it feels familiar like a home I never had. The forest at the edge of the field seems to call to me and I slowly walk towards it.

She stood up and almost slipped, if she didn't quickly hold on to the dressing table and sat back down. The shoes were very slippery and felt unbalanced. Kisha smiled secretly. "What's wrong? These shoes don't fit?" asked Kisha feigning surprise. Lea took the white shoe from her right foot. They were pretty shoes, but she noticed the pointy heels were slightly angled and the lining inside was very thin and slippery. "These shoes are not suitable for wearing," said Lea while giving the shoes to Kisha. "Very unbalanced and slippery." Kisha shook her head. "It's a great shoe and it's impossible to put in the storage room if the models can't use it."

Placing the pair of slippers on the floor, I give them a brief glance then, slip my left foot in first. ... It feels so... smooth, and soft, almost like a mini hard version of fur. I slip my right leg in next and... a shocked gasp escape me. Both legs fit me properly. I wriggle my toes; it's neither too small, nor too bigs if the earth itself shaped them for me. Rubbing my upper lip and bottom against each other, I take in a breath and begin walking about the room. And my lips part in awe. It feels so different than walking barefoot, and it's so warm too.