People Of The Sun Book Novels & Stories

According to history books, the day the world changed was when the sun exploded. It was just one day. One day like any other day, except something extraordinary happened. Something that no one thought they would ever see. At least, not for a few billion years. The sun had exploded. The once bright-yellow sun, shining high in the sky, given the planet warmth and light had exploded. As the sun exploded, it shook the very Earth. People were scared and panicking. They feared for their lives, but once they calmed down, and looked up, they saw it. They saw a new red sun. Everyone was stunned and amazed. They couldn't believe what they were seeing. Their eyes were glued to the sun. Scientists all o

Prologue: The world has changed now. Nothing is as it once was. The humans live in the dark, using the moon as their only source of light. The sun has abandoned them, leaving only chaos and what many humans have described as the word Armageddon. The only time the sun casts through the Earth's surface is once a decade. The humans consider it a delicacy, for it is just a small taste of what they used to have. Life, death, night, and day. They are all decided by me and me alone. The question has always been, "Why would I have chosen such an undesirable fate for the living?"

since the whole place was too bright. "Wow! Is this the real morning? Look up there, is that the sun?" What you can hear from the people around me They were all amazed at what they had been seeing. I am too, yet I didn't know why there was pain inside . Whenever I looked at the sunThere was a voice of a girl happily saying how beautiful it was. I shook my head and continued to admire the whole place.

All I felt was exhaustion. On a sunny weekend, I sat alone in the yard, looking at the camellias I'd carefully nursed back to health. New buds were already beginning to show. I made myself a cup of coffee and picked up a book to read. The sunlight fell on me, warm and gentle. There was never a moocher trying to steal someone else's home. It was nothing more than a greedy man and a woman blinded by ambition, together staging a farce that ended in their own humiliation.

Yet the old man has a noisy bang and was like fighting to never disperse. Yet, it only makes Hez to stared in a fury, said with heart feeling, “You want to live, when you let everyone to feel like they don't deserve it! What are you? You all only a believer of the Sun, yet you don't know who was its children? Those was the people that...couldn't able to see the light of the day once again. Because of your kind thirst for blood!” Tears welled up in his eyes and he couldn't stopped thinking what was wrong to this people? They are unimaginable cruel and nonsense!

I didn’t bother with an umbrella; it was a bit hot, but I felt lighter than I had in years. Even the darkest places eventually see the light.

//Chandra Margaret// I immediately put all the snack that I prepared for the boys. My hands are shaking a bit as I go to the living room. There is three boys in total. I dare not to look in their faces. "H-here is the food." I clear my throat. Even my voice is shaking. The boy in the single sofa look at me. He's reading a book in his hand. I know that book! It's Our dawn is hotter than day. A book about two people who keep their night busy while sleeping in the daylight.

A ray of sunshine streams in at an angle, shimmering in the air, reminding me of the picture in our mythology textbook of a human god visiting a female on earth as a shower of gold. The light lands on a tableau a few yards from the pool—two ratty upholstered chairs on either side of an overturned barrel. A knitting bag spilling over with yarn sits by the foot of one chair. On the seat of the other, there’s a thick, clothbound book left open and upside down to hold the reader’s place. I can’t make out the title on the spine from here. This is a strange place. Life is lived out in the open. Shamelessly.

No letter, no goodbyes. Sol always argues that maybe his mother got scared of an abnormal boy like him, but the sisters recall his mother smiling lovingly and holding him tightly in her bosom. Sol guessed he'll never know. He arrived in the printing shop, collected his part and sped off to throw newspapers to every house and establishment under his list. He stopped in a traffic light in front of a TV store. The news showing the Moon Princess and the Lunar Eclipse that will happen today, or tonight rather. As he looked at the newspaper that he had, it also read the event. He wondered why he only read the headline now. Green light! Sol moved on. He only has until 9 in the morning to deliver th