Midnight Sun Novelas e Histórias

His focus was ahead as if he was looking through the wind and finding his way in that broad hazy day. The summer had just departed and the days and nights had started to get chilly in the Valley, but it wasn’t yet Winter. The whole Valley turned dark for one long month when it was winter getting no amounts of sunlight. Dank had paid much attention to the comforts of his people in recent years bringing in more and more technological materials in the valley. They used to conserve sunlight for crops and lighthouses in the winter. Unlike other days, it was a little hazy with occasional sun and fog.

Before I can identify what's happening the wolves paws weren't pinning me down. The wolves snarled and barked at each other as they melted into the trees, before I knew it they were gone and I was alone in the snow, bleeding and scared. The snow around me was stained in my blood and I didn't want to look down at my stomach, I didn't want to know what state I was in. So now here I am, a few minutes, or maybe hours later, the sun setting, lightening glaring down at me, my body numb, my eyes heavy, my blood turning the snow crimson. If I made it through the night it would be a miracle.

Joseph felt the wind knocked out of him as he heard the whistle followed by the loudest sound he's ever heard in all his 16 years under the Tau Ceti sun. A whiz and BOOM. Whiz and BOOM. Explosion after explosion came pummeling down onto them. An unending barrage of terrifying heat and sound and fireball crashed all around them. Joseph covered his face as clods of disturbed earth pelted and rained down on him. His screams were drowned out by the loud thunders. It went on forever. Until it didn't. Then it stopped. He heard nothing afterwards except the constant ringing in his ear.

Nevertheless, the astrologer was right. “A new sun has risen. A new day has begun. Narendra’s era is over now. I am the mighty emperor of Hesmia. You all should obey me and follow my rules. If anyone dares to disobey, behead them right away. Those who support me will be rewarded.” Remington uttered.

We turn at the same time to see Luka stepping out from the forest, his gold-tinted curls blowing about his face, his brown eyes wide with wonder at the sight of the river. He walks past, still not seeing us. Darius and I look at each other, then scramble up to follow him. Luka stops at the top of the river embankment. He passes his hand over his eyes. When he drops his hand again, he opens his eyes and they are a milky grey colour. The glow disappears from the sky and in the darkness a full moon rises. Not just any moon. I recognize this moon. So pale, so clear, it appears as if behind a layer of ice. The first full moon of the new year. The Wolf Moon.

She could still feel the exhilaration of running with Kail in the woods. Bright sunlight. A never-ending light. She smiled at the thought that perhaps this would last forever. Silje smiled often nowadays. She secretly wondered if the dark cloud in her heart would completely disappear one day. The white nights of July. It seemed like winter would last forever, but summer had arrived. The Scandinavian summer. “The white nights will begin in July. The midnight sun is a natural phenomenon that occurs in the summer when the sun remains visible during midnight. There will be various summer festivals…”

While the plant provides power for most of the state, it does not require that many employees to run it so the town remains small. Amaris threw off the plain white sheets and rolled out of the twin bed that lay nestled against the wall and in the corner of the room. When she was a child, Amaris would push the bed back against the wall every night so that she could lay at the foot of her bed and look out her window at the moon. There was nothing more beautiful than the sight of the full moon in all her glory.

Her hand is small and soft in mine and it feels so good to touch her again. “Does the dark affect you?” I ask. Living in Alaska means long dark winters. It usually gets dark about four o'clock in the afternoon with the sun setting at three-forty-five on the shortest day. It wont start to get light again until the following day at about ten o'clock am with the sun rising at ten-fifteen am on the shortest day. The further north, the less daylight and I suspect we will get about four hours of daylight in North Pole this time of year. At least we get lucky in the summers though and we won't get complete darkness for about six weeks. A lot of people hate the summers, but I love the daylight be

Fuck. Something runs past me hiding in the shadows of the woods. I stop in my tracks, scared of death. I can almost hear my heartbeat. My blood is raging in my veins. "Show yourself," I yell angrily. I hear a low growl and see strange eyes focused on me for a second. I scream and fall to the ground. "Alice! Alice! Alice!" The voices have gotten closer. Something is definitely following me in the woods. I stand to my feet hurriedly. My cloth and shoes have mud stains on them. "Fuck," I grunt. The midnight bell rings from afar in the village. What a hell of a way to start my eighteenth-year birthday. I hear the growling clearly as it draws closer to me. My hands are shaking as I grab the dagge

He needs immediate care because it looks like he had lost a lot of blood. The early morning sun rises on the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow across the sky. Its soft rays pierce through the cool, misty air, creating a serene atmosphere that calms the senses and soothes the soul. The sun's vibrant light illuminates the world, revealing the intricate details of nature and painting the landscape with shades of orange, pink, and red.