Misty Cloud Translation Novels & Stories

On Misty Mountain. Misty Mountain always appeared hazy and misty on most days, hence it lived up to its name. The mountain was shrouded in fog and mist, like a fantasy fairy realm on earth. Therefore, some people would refer to Misty Mountain as a 'fairy mountain'. It rained a lot there too. Serene Silas remembered that it had been nearly a month since she arrived there, and it had been raining for more than half the time she was there.

“What a dense immortal mist!” “The immortal realm is just like that!” However, the white mist was still increasing. Standing three feet from each other, ordinary people could not see the others’ faces. Even so, everyone felt comfortable and relaxed. One would be refreshed after taking a breath of such a white mist. The Mystic Maiden of the Nine Heavens flew up into the sky with a swish and saw that the mist had enveloped half of California, and its central point seemed to be located at the manor of the Rockefellers.

Caspian held it in his hand. The lightning instantly spread out like sharp knives, cutting the thick white fog in an instant. Clouds of white mist were cut into pieces and fell apart in all directions. Instantly, the mountain peak covered by clouds slowly appeared again. Handsome stuck its head out and looked down anxiously. It knew that there must be a Murder Array in the clouds. Otherwise, Caspian would have led it to rush down. Therefore, at this time, Handsome could only hold back its temper and wait bitterly.

I already did plan A and B, it’s time for plan C—the escape! Misty smiled, squinting her eyes as she took a step back. “No, thanks! I’m fine! Take care!” she waved at him and marched as fast as she could to exit the scene. The Korean tried to call her but she only walked as if the floor was sea and she’s chased by huge waves.

It came in as ghost-grey, noiseless and bloodless, It passed over the forest and the stream silently and effortlessly, It crawled over the trees like a weightless blanket, enwrapping us all, It was mirage-like as it moved around us, blinding us completely. The element of MIST. The white foggy smoke achieved its purpose powerfully, effortlessly and effectively. As I saw the men blinded by it, fell in confusion and chaos. They kept going around each other in circles, startling each other. Lowering their guns down, afraid to shout at each other by mistake, was my signal to come out of the water.

On the plus side, he might be an excessive hindrance. Within moments, Bjorn perceived something unexpected. Out in the open southern sky and without a Mother Tree, large, ominous globs of moisture accumulated as if a miniature replica of Cloud when filled with thunder and lightning. Some of the droplets fell through open-air and vanished into the void between Cloud and the surface world. Resisting thoughts of heresy, Bjorn determined these minor vapors an extended outreach of Cloud.

“The mountain, the water—it’s all so refreshing. I’ve wanted to visit M City for a long time. I didn’t expect Misty Mountain to be even more spectacular than in the travel brochures. Definitely not a wasted trip.” Calvin frowned again. This woman really knew how to defuse a situation and change the subject. Mr. Teng’s sharp gaze drifted out through the open doorway. His eyes seemed to pierce through the distance, toward the vague silhouette of the mountain in the far-off mist. His expression turned vacant for a moment, as if something long buried was stirred up. “Misty Mountain…” he murmured, the words carrying a faint sigh, as though he had once known it intimately—like a cloud drifting apa

Her last will to overcome this mess was calling every living dirt to help them. When unexpectedly the fire was gone. Vanished like a mist. The water was taken off too, and so was the bridge. Everything that surrounded them earlier vanished into a cloud of bursting rain. It was like everything had been lifted and her mind began to work according to her own will. The mist that had danced upon the lake of her mind perished as if it were in some magical daydream. It was like a mist that hugged the earth, a comforting blanket that moved as serene water, lifted in front of her eyes, it was like a bold purple petal of perfect form. But then it evaporated. And now she could see perfectly.

he said without turning back. His figure slowly disappeared into the distance, leaving her behind. "Goodbye, Allen," Serene whispered to herself. And with that, the chapter of their story was finally closed.

“Is that--rain?” “It is rain,” Mist assured him. “Now, come on. It might actually help. I’m sure they can fly in the rain, but it won’t be as easy, and if the roads become muddy, any other transportation will not be as useful.” Rain caught Adam’s eyes, and even though she still saw a bit of that angst she’d noted earlier, he smiled at her and started laughing. She laughed, too. She’d definitely been caught outside in a deluge on more than one occasion, and her namesake was usually nothing more than an annoyance to her. But seeing him enjoy his first time in the rain made her smile, too. If fate was on their side, the rain would work to their benefit, as Mist had noted. At least it cooled the