Pivot Of The Sky นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“If you could all sit, we can start. Just make sure all of your body parts are within the circle.” She taps her staff against a small circle of crystal inlaid to mark the very center of town in a scattered rhythm. It glows, and then gives way, creating a hole just large enough for the staff to fit. The blue crystal nestled within the cage flashes, and a net of blue lightning forms in a large, overhead dome. “Everyone move towards me,” she offers. “Unless you want to lose a wing.” Before anyone could question why, the earth shook. And the circle began to rotate, twisting downward like a screw. Until we were falling swiftly through darkness.

"Actually, I was just joking, Uncle. But if you want to carry me, of course I won't refuse. I'm a baby pangolin being carried by its mother." Giggling, Sky jumped onto Edmund's back. She didn't give any warning at all. Luckily, the man was strong enough to hold her weight. Seeing Edmund carrying Sky on his back, Rachel's heart warmed. She smiled quietly, even though her eyes were filled with tears. That moment ... she was afraid that she would miss it too later. *** After setting up the tent, Rachel sat on the veranda. From there, she could see Sky looking at the stars. "Come on, Uncle. We have to find Ursa Major. It is in the north. It never shifts like other constellations. Otherwise, we s

She jumped from the ledge, wings spread wide, circling out over the valley. Mike fumbled with his pants, zipping them shut as she returned. "We must hurry," she informed him, flapping her wings so that she hovered above him. "I am already weakening." "Let's do this, then." He grabbed her ankles, and she clutched his wrists gently with her feet. Pulling him out into the sky, she beat slow, lazy circles as they climbed, the cliff's edge becoming visible once more. Once they were high enough, she soared toward the greenhouse itself, a distorted wall of glass that climbed into the sky until it disappeared from view. The Mandragora vines were moving about a different part of the cliffs now, still

She informs Nicholas she’ll be back by sundown and continues running towards the opposite side of the garden, to the library. Instead of tending to Jean, here she was at an abandoned building, with bookshelves leaning like a fallen domino, and wallpapers burnt and one side of the library still burning. The ceiling had holes in it, and through it, Cerise can see how red the sky really was. It was as if the earth was covered with blood. Red moon. She had once recognized. She learned about it in one of her courses, proving to be more useful than she thought. “A red sky comes with a red moon, and a red moon indicates a transfer of power”

Skyr commanded and I finally released all that pent up energy and anticipation as I threw my punch. A harsh rumble shook the pillar as it was easily broken. All Byron had to do now was to simply push it towards the right direction. The pointed edge of the pillar now drifted down towards the Leviathan that was still chasing Skyr. Byron had to use his ability and drift Skyr further away to avoid the collision. We watched as the pillar made contact with the skull of the Leviathan and they fell with a dust of smoke. “Do you think it is dead?” I asked just as soon as Skyr arrived beside us.

'I think something happened. 'Yes,' Lihua said. 'I noticed.' She crossed the room and crouched in front of the girl. 'Tell me what you feel.' 'Like the ceiling is gone,' Ruoxuan said. 'Like I have been living in a room my whole life and someone just took the roof off and there is just — sky up there. More sky than I knew existed.' She looked at her hands. 'I advanced. Did I advance?' 'You broke through to Foundation Establishment,' Lihua said. 'Fully. Cleanly.'

The sheer kinetic back-blast threw Christian Cole backward, his spotless white wool coat staining with gray mud as he slammed into the frozen chassis of his escape pod, his blue eyes finally wide with a wild, un-regulated terror. Inside the violet vortex, the air didn't thin; it burned. The raw marrow-ore beneath the continent wasn't just energy—it was life, and the open-source baseline was rewriting the atmosphere itself. "Kemi!" I roared through the thunder of the frequency, my voice splitting into a thousand multi-layered echoes that rattled the entire western boundary line. "Tell the market square... to open the valves! We’re printing our own sky!"

“Let’s reclaim what’s ours.” She took it, heart swelling. They walked from the dais into the open spire gallery—Storm Gate shattered, turbines inert, and an empire’s darkest night at last brought to dawn. Together, Dream Sovereign and Mad Wolf King stood atop Skyforge Citadel, beneath silver skies where violet comets still trailed—their crowns of constellations earned.

He tilted his head slightly like recognizing my voice from a distance and then the white threads reappeared but they did not connect to the soldiers. They stretched upward into the sky. Into the unseen. Something answered from above and the clouds began to spiral. The air vibrated with gathering force and Kade’s feet lifted slowly off the ground. “Kade!” I screamed. He looked at me one last time and the sky split open.

Drone notes held high and patient, painting every thin gap in the canopy. Rios’s pulse stayed a faint, irregular thread. The men supporting him checked it each time they adjusted their grip. Sarah’s residual weight against my chest remained unchanged—flat, continuous, spent. The permanent link carried nothing except the fact that she was still warm and still breathing. That single constant continued to dictate the refusal of every cleaner option. Lia dropped back for three strides near the final band of growth. “Swing element is set. They’re holding just below the crest on the far side of the valley mouth. Trailing element is closing from the south. When we step out of these trees the box is