Pivot Of The Sky Novels & Stories

Sarah teased him, but her happiness couldn’t be measured or described in words. “I gave my best,” Luke pranced like a peacock while he put the empty dishes and the glasses away. Lying down on the blanket, he faced the sky. “Come. Lay by me. I want to show you something.” he said, his gaze glued to the sky. Sarah did as he said, and in a second, she was snuggled to Luke, her eyes directed to the immeasurable body of the universe above them. A space that had no limits and rules.

These were none other than the people from the Skies Pavilion. “There are five beams of light now. It looks like these lights originated from the stone balls. However, I don’t see anybody flying up toward the beams of light. This means that these beams of light aren’t capable of helping a person to breakthrough to the ultimate god level!” Joel slowly guessed after observing for some time.

Tears no longer flow, for tears cause his anger and more punishments. Mother and I silently cleaned the kitchen while Pa drank his beer and watched the basketball game. While we were doing the dishes, Mother whispered as Will and Frankie sat at the table, “Leave tonight, out your window after your Pa leaves.” She glanced over her left shoulder, worried that Pa heard her. “Go to Shelbie’s, I cleared it with Dominic. Please?” there was desperation in her voice.

I took off for the wild yonder, gazing up at the Milky Way sprawled across the night sky. It was my son's dream. He was a stargazer, an astronomy buff since he was knee-high. On his birthday, he saw his first meteor shower in the wild. Tragically, that same night became his last. I was determined to make his dream come true. The divorce papers, signed by Elias, landed in my mailbox. Maybe it was guilt, but he rewrote the terms, leaving me with a lion's share of our assets. I took it all without batting an eye.

Behind him, Wendy's laptop crashed entirely, the screen going black for good. Having had enough entertainment for the day, I turned to leave, but Julian grabbed my arm. His face was pale and desperate, his voice trembling. "Skye, I was wrong. I shouldn't have treated you that way. Please, I'm begging you—help me recover the company's database!" I yanked my arm free and met his gaze coldly. "Why should I help you? Didn't you hear Old Mr. Fraser? My rate starts at six figures—and you, Julian, can't even afford me. I stopped working for your scraps a long time ago."

"What... what did you do?!" Noah looked at her with a calm, cold smile. "William didn't give me an override key, Evelyn," Noah whispered, pulling Sarah's silver wires free from the headset. "He gave me his final trap. The moment both keys touch your primary column, the sky vault begins to fall." Outside the giant glass window, the massive altitude engines beneath the station exploded in a series of violent orange fireballs! The entire sky vault tilted sharply to the left, groaning as gravity pulled the massive metal fortress down toward the ocean seven miles below!

The sky above the Aethel-Haven was bleeding. The lavender vault had cracked, revealing long, jagged fissures of Chromatic-Aberration (a distortion where light separates into unnatural, glitching colors). Beneath the fracture, Admiral Graves lay pinned to the moss by a shimmering cage of light that Jun had erected, his body a flickering ruin of black static and weeping pixels.

*Arien has a great deal of sky in it. *Ozzie was right — the city is wide and low and open in a way that none of the cities we have visited are. Not open as in vulnerable. Open as in: designed to receive. The buildings are not tall because the city understands that its relationship with the sky is part of its structure. The anchor formation is not geological the way Mireth's is — it is atmospheric. The city's anchor system runs upward as well as down. The warmth of it goes into the air above the city as well as into the ground below.* *Neva said it felt like breathing in a direction she did not know she could breathe.*

The air hung heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves, intensifying the eerie atmosphere. Unexpectedly, my feet collided with an obstacle, and I found myself unceremoniously sprawled on the ground. The impact reverberated through my body, my ears ringing from the suddenness of the fall. Before I could gather my bearings, a strong hand clamped over my mouth, stifling any scream that threatened to escape. "Oh God, stop screaming," a husky voice demanded, a mixture of irritation and concern lacing his words. "Or else my ears are going to bleed out."

Hailey POV The fracture in the sky does not spread outward. It inverts. Like pressure from the other side is pushing back. The white Architect flickers mid-air, its structure bending in on itself as if gravity has changed direction. The predators remain kneeling across the city, their massive forms lowered in something that looks disturbingly like submission. Dylan’s arms are still wrapped tightly around me. His chest against my back now, anchoring me upright as the energy in the room intensifies.