Permata Dari Langit Novels & Stories

Remeta won't say anything. Once the Seer-Remeta decides to keep quiet, she does not say a word at all. And that is the problem they have been having for more than a month. "See the sky, My Queen!" Remeta shouted, pointing at the sky. Pulled out of her thought, Danika glanced up at the yellow sun that rose in the sky, giving the evening and the garden a beautiful serene glow. "It is so beautiful." She whispered truthfully, drawn away from her problems to the beautiful sky.

Now that both of them are defeated and she can’t do a thing but crying over it. ‘sTOP IT!” She screamed. Suddenly those black circles vanished. Something like black fabrics with white flower motifs printed on them falls from the sky covering Aoi, Jeje, Cocong, ßenlong, Cakra, Herman, and Varz. Cakra then returns to her pendant immediately. Kartika is confused by what just happened, so is Leak. Leak feels something is off regardless he is clueless to what just happened. He averts his gaze to Kartika, and his face is glowing red.

The sky was vast and endless, a canvas of stars twinkling like shards of glass scattered across black velvet. Valen shifted slightly behind me, adjusting the reins as the wind changed course. “You’re awfully quiet, Red.” “I’m admiring the view,” I whispered, almost in awe. The sky seemed alive, not just with stars but with bursts of colorful light—violet and gold flashing like fleeting dreams on the horizon. Like I could reschedule my hand out and grab a handful of stars and feel them tingle in my hand. Valen leaned in closer, his chin brushing my shoulder as he followed my gaze. “The Twilight Court’s sky is different. Magic lingers here even in the atmosphere. It's why the lights appear—lik

Hanggang ang aming mga masayang mukha ay napalitan ng seryosong awra na naging dahilan para maglapat ang aming mga labi. Alam kong tapos na ang fireworks at ang pagkanta ko. Pero habang umuulan, nararamdaman ko ang pagkinang ng kalangitan at ang kantang lumalabas sa kawalan. Ganito ba ang pakiramdam ng unang pagkakataong makadama ka ng halik? Pakiramdam ko kasi, tinatawag na 'ko ng langit. Kung 'to man ang magiging katapusan ko bago ako mawala, ipipilit kong magtagal pa ang sandaling 'to.

We looked up at the sky as little sparkling dots surrounded the moon. “Petits Espirits” We both whispered at the same time, looking at the sky. We were still staring at the sky when we heard footsteps running. We both turned around saying Jeremy’s name simultaneously, knowing it was him. He was pointing at the sky. “Petits Espirits” He called out loud. “Yeah so?” I asked him. “Legend says that they come down to protect the protector of the Magna. Et toi, petits esprits, tu seras envoyé de l'Eden au-dessus pour protéger le protecteur de Magna.” I gave him a look, destroying the moment.

“Stop moving.” “You stop moving,” I said. Elara wiped a tear from her eye. “They grow up so fast.” Marek turned to her. “Please do not encourage this.” I leaned in until the circle was inches from my face. Inside the light, something shifted. A change in color. A tilt of perspective. A glimpse of sky. Not Earth sky. Not winter sky. High Realm sky. The swirling blue gold mix, touched with floating frost dust. The kind of sky that breathed magic and shimmered like a living painting.

They are the most important thing I have! For once in my life, she's right. I buckle up and rest my head against the window. Will the clouds give me the answer I need? Clouds? I don't see any clouds. On the contrary, what I see is that we're on solid ground. "Lucero, can you explain why we're not flying? Where are the clouds?" I sit up, alarmed, and put my hand on hers, feeling the beat of my heart. "Don't tell me we're dead. Tell me it's not true."

Alam nilang ang Phoenix Sentinel lamang ang may kakayahang lumipad nang lagpas sa atmospera, ngunit ang sapot sa langit ay nagsisilbing isang dambuhalang lambat. ​"Kung tatangkain nating lumipad nang diretso, mahuhuli lang tayo ng mga filaments na iyan," paliwanag ni Valerie. "Kailangan nating hanapin ang Anchor Point—ang sentro kung saan nagmumula ang lahat ng tahi."

The nights feels chilly. It wasn’t an understatement to feel that it was really the mountain of Periswua. That we’ve already found it, even without knowing. Just how the pale crescent moon shone above us like a slave of her majesty, lightning her home, we’ve already concluded that it is indeed her home. Stars are even giving their best to mischievously twink with light, making the night sky above us a combination of silver and illusory colors. Opposite to what is infront of us.

The wind howled across the mountains like a warning from the old world. Seraphine stood at the edge of the cliff, her silver cloak snapping violently behind her as she stared at the sky. The night should have been calm. The stars should have been still. But the sky was wrong. A faint scar of light stretched across the darkness like a wound trying to tear open. It shimmered with colors that did not belong to Earth deep violet, burning gold, and a black so dark it seemed to swallow the stars around it.