Novel Building の小説・ストーリー

He thought about the building in its first November as the practice made real — the attending in the ground and the walls rising and the windows framing the light and the year beginning to move through the building for the first time. He thought: the building is beginning to attend. He took out the pocket notebook and wrote: November on the site. The kitchen opening and the November river through the narrow window — the cousin of the April silver, the bend framed. The threshold room opening and the November valley. The building in its beginning. He wrote: the building is becoming a section. The section is becoming the building. They are arriving at each other. He walked back down the slope t

“I guessed so. Please refrain from interrupting me unnecessarily.” I nodded in understanding. “Now moving on. Back to this building. This is the boss's house. It has twenty rooms, including cinema rooms, home offices, game rooms, bedrooms and living rooms. Kitchens too, I mean that's a given.” “Wow! That's huge!” “It is indeed huge, Miss Nova. On this same land, there are different buildings partitioned with fences and big gates. To go from one building to the other, you'd have to pass through gates, and sometimes secret passages. Example—” she suddenly stopped walking.

And that was quite better than quiet Noah. “Do you know how you look like right now?” “how?” “like a grumpy old man. Oh, and before I forget, this was the first building built by the royals’ academy. It is called the central building since it is basically at the center. That is the administrator’s office and inside this building there are only a few classes, it is mostly filled with offices.” I explained. Becca nodded in understanding and her brother copied her motion. “If I look like a grumpy old man why would you and your friend be talking about me being all hot and all?”

CASSANDRA'S POV~ Several black SUVs rolled to a stop in front of the building, their engines dying out one by one. The air felt thick. My breath hitched as I looked up at the structure in front of me. It looked like a mall—at first glance. A massive, modern fortress of glass and concrete. But then my gaze swept to the side… and then the other side… and my stomach dropped. The building stretched on forever, with wings branching out like a monstrous web, swallowing up the land. Beside it were several other connected buildings, God knows what else. The whole place sat on a property so vast, it could’ve held hundreds of thousands of people. And maybe it did.

He flipped over the wall to the other side. He could hear the policemen shouting at him, as they didn’t expect that he would do that. The wall was relatively tall one, so they couldn’t scale it. They back track around to the main gate and try to cut off his escape. He dropped down into a building, to his surprise the compound was very wife housing many connected-story buildings. The connected story buildings were like estates that was built by the government, where the government workers would stay during the working hours. They call them connected because the whole compound is controlled and monitored by a single A.I, and the buildings were built very close to each other.

The Council Building was about 5 floor high and made out of the white stone block and even got a glass windows, by this world standard, it was certainly was a luxurious building and sight to behold. “Master, we are here..”. (Anna) 1111MicrosoftInternetExplorer402DocumentNotSpecified7.8 磅Normal0

“You feel it, though, right?” “What?” “The start of something big.” He pauses. Then nods. “Yeah. I feel it.” “Then let us build.” Alessandro leans against the empty glass wall, looking out at the city skyline. “You know, it is weird. I have built companies before, but this one feels… different.” “Because it is ours.” “Because you are annoying.” “Admit it… you are proud.” “I might be.” “Good. Because someday, people will look up at this building and say, ‘That is where Novaré began.’”

Cyrus had expected as much. After a short moment of thought, he accepted both requests together. Now he could compare what each one wanted. It would help him handle the rest of the buildings. The moment he accepted, both messages arrived almost at once. Lyla: [Hello, Mr. Knovell! I'm Lyla Colwill from Building 9. I'm in charge of the building now. I'd like to discuss something with you!] Brandon: [Greetings, Mr. Knovell. I'm Brandon Siphox from Building 18. Thank you for accepting my request. I'd like to discuss a potential cooperation between you and the residents of #18.]

Even an accidental touch might ignite the flammable atmosphere between them and she was determined, for once, not to risk getting burned. Mia hustled her way from the train station to the gorgeous Victorian building she hoped would be her new workplace. It was nothing like the building where The Playbook resided. There was no marble and chrome, just an old brick building that used to be the gas works with soaring arched windows and a sense of history that could only come from a building that had seen so much.

That’s -- it felt surreal. I’ve arrived early in the morning taking in the sight of Titanis’s glossy, and modern headquarters. The building is enormous, with all glass and steel, that towering over the city like a monument. As I walked inside I cant help but to feel nervous -- there were a LOT of people here, more than that I expected