Shining Watermelon 소설 & 이야기

Shiningbliss felt like a lie the wine was daring me to believe. I tilted the cup slightly. “Shiningbliss,” I repeated in a low tone. “Sounds too pretty for something from the Black Market.” Lucan nodded before his lips curved in a faint smile. “That’s because it isn’t from here. It’s made in the Emperor’s court. It’s distilled from lotus seed, honey, licorice root, ginger, cinnamon, and whisky, instead of filtered water. It warms the body, clears the mind, strengthens the Core, and...” He paused, his dark, intense gaze focusing on me. “...loosens one’s guard.”

The sky had been revealed to them through the partially glass ceiling, twinkling heavenly bodies of light hovering over them from millions of miles away. After a few moments of dazingly stargazing, Uriel pondered. "Jesus can walk on water, right?" "Oh God. Is that what you were thinking so deeply about? I thought you were plotting a murder," Erin chuckled, earning a light punch to his shoulder. He hummed for a moment, nodding. "Yeah, it was one of the miracles in the new testament. Why, though?" "Watermelons are ninety two percent water." "..." "I can walk on watermelons."

“Because you cheated.” “I didn’t cheat,” she says with a grin. “I just… prepared better.” “She timed herself using that waterproof watch I gave her last Christmas,” Michal notes. Shelly gasps dramatically. “That’s called innovation!” I shake my head, trying not to laugh. “You’re all children.” “Don’t knock it,” she says, opening a container of watermelon. “Children know how to have fun. Adults just sit around and pretend their backs don’t hurt.” “Too late,” I mutter, rubbing my lower spine.

Was that why we could communicate through thoughts in that battle? Alexander, oblivious to the thoughts fighting for dominance in my head, pulled up a leatherskin water bottle from the side of the saddle. "Are you thirsty?" He asked, then poured the water down his throat. He handed the bottle to me and I did the same, gulping from it. He appeared fidgety and nervous, and I knew the brief whatever-it-was between the both of us had affected him the same way it had affected me. Maybe I was better at hiding it than he was. Or maybe he had more to hide than I did.

Melanie waved to her grandchildren. "Yeah!" After removing the drum and whistle, the two toddlers climbed onto the chairs. Seeing the watermelon which had been given eyes, a snout, and lots of toothpicks as the sharp spines, they got amazed. "Wow, this is a work of art!" Louis leaned forward, examining the shape of the watermelon carefully. Emily covered her mouth while chuckling. "It looks so cute. I can't bear to eat it." Meanwhile, Eva was stunned with a pale face. Her sensitive nose had caught the scent of watermelon which made her head spin. Her stomach churned.

I suddenly felt the need to feast my human eyes on every inch of her, but as I shifted back, I noticed something indescribable. "What the fuck?!" I shouted, processing how it was possible that her skin was literally reflecting the moonlight. I jumped into the water and was in front of her just a few heartbeats later. "Do you mind telling me why the skin on your back shines like a fucking moon?"

"The moon invited the silver wolves? That's perfect! I'll take you to your table." On the table, a mini-fountain of fruit drink is flowing and we pick our own glasses to scoop. Sherizzah mixed a piece of tablet in my drink and I haven't tasted it yet when the extreme spice of the water's scent itched my throat. "It's a special mint to make strong drinks. That might itch your throat and leave you hoarse later," she informed, and then whispered, "But just pretend that your throat hurts throughout the celebration." "What? Why—?"

hunters" must also be on high alert. Light helps small animals scare away predators.” "Because this energy is so small that it can't normally be seen by the human eye, but the seawater here contains a very large concentration of dinflagellates algae, which creates such a brilliant glow." Sharmaine has lived a long time, she has absorbed a lot of knowledge in the world, all Sharmaine phenomena are easily explained. Augustus looked at Sharmaine's figure as he explained, he loved his beautiful woman more and more, she was so perfect and wonderful, he couldn't lose her.

Well, maybe she may just give money mentally to the cashier later. "Don't you know that my favorite fruit is the watermelon?" He asked and touched all the watermelon he could touch while on the fruit section. "What about yours?" "Apple," she replied rather forcefully just to repay what he did on the way here. "I like watermelon because it's like eating water and I always dream of having a suikawari," he said shrugging like he didn't just feel the dark aura of Cleo behind him. "You know. Watermelon Splitting from Japan. I want to do that but my family was against it. It'll be messy to clean up they said."

The inside was silver and steaming. “You're kidding. Is that smoking?” “It's the juice, don't worry. Try it.” Aurora hesitantly brought it to her mouth. A cold liquid ran down her chin before she even took a bite. The taste was... impossible to explain. Sweet like honey, sour like lemon, with a hint of mint. She gasped. “This is good. Like, really good.” Samira smiled, satisfied. “Most fruits here have healing or stimulating properties. Some just nourish, others strengthen. This one, for example, clears the mind. It helps when you're anxious.”