South : Beside The Sky Novel Novels & Stories

Sargis's POV I sat beside her, watching the auroras fold and unfurl, as if the heavens themselves were alive, their colors spilling like molten ink across the tapestry of stars. The sky burned with hues no mortal painter could capture, violets melting into emerald, gold bleeding into sapphire, yet all of it paled against the quiet wonder sitting next to me. She chewed on her banana with that little half-smile she always tried to hide, thinking I wouldn't notice. But I noticed everything. Always.

I need to go and see Sky. I miss him. I move to get out of his hold, it was tight. I place my hand on his arm, picking it up and move it off me a bit. He move to the other side. I sit up looking at him. He is now lying on his back, his head facing the other side. Some strands of his hair are on his face making him look so pretty. I couldn't help but stare at him. Gosh he is one in a million. Cora go to Sky already. Stop feeding on East with your eyes.

Casey P.O.V The sun was setting, casting a warm orange glow over the terrace as I sat on a sunbed, surrounded by the plants . In my hands was the book I found on the top shelf this morning, but I was not able to focus on a single word . My mind was far away, replaying the conversation with Zazu. I couldn’t shake the look on her face when she told me about Brooks. The hurt in her eyes, the tears she tried to hold back. The soft rustling of leaves in the breeze was the only sound keeping me company, my back was facing the neighbor’s balcony.

A ripple ran through the air, and the villagers froze. Kaen lifted his head, growling. The flames flickered, casting long shadows that twisted unnaturally. The elder stumbled from her tent, pointing toward the horizon. “Look!” Selene turned—and her blood ran cold. Far away, above the southern mountains, a streak of pure darkness tore through the merged sky. It pulsed once, then spread like ink through water, devouring the stars. The child’s glow flickered violently. “It found us.” Selene stood, eyes narrowing. “No—it found me.”

Cassian’s POV ​The sky was no longer blue. It was a bruised, sickly violet, bleeding into an angry copper at the horizon where the Southern siphons were pulling the atmosphere taut. The silence of the North had been replaced by a low, rhythmic thrumming that shook the marrow of my bones. It felt as if the world itself were a drum skin, and the South was about to strike the final blow. I stood at the edge of the grove, my hands stained with the white dust of the purified salt. We had finished the coating an hour ago. The Obsidian Tree looked like a jagged diamond, its ancient bark hidden beneath a layer of crystalline armor that shimmered with an unnatural, cold light.

In a swift, decisive motion, he drove the dagger from his sleeve straight into his heart. As blood gushed forth, Eric swiftly wrapped his arms around me, shielding me from the horror. ... The day of the funeral was draped in a curtain of unending rain. I was there to bid farewell to the past, to see Chester off on his last journey. Seth stood by the grave, his gaze fixed on me. Rain soaked his hair, his eyes were red-rimmed, and a shadow of stubble darkened his jaw, giving him a worn and weary look.

The sun's getting real low, it's finally over, Soliaire is out of my life now. I managed to defeat him and I managed to stay alive. It's the end of all of this and finally I can breathe easily. I can finally move on from this chapter of my life. Now I can be with Sky and we can get married. "Heaven," Sky finally approaches me. "Are you okay?" He asks but I don't reply him I just grab him and pull him in for a tight hug.

Mountain's feature softened and he was about to say something to Joseph when the girl shouted, "Incoming!" Mountain was fast. Extremely fast for a large person. He came at Joseph like a blur and tackled him to the ground. A jumbled vision of foliage and trees and bushes, before he felt himself slammed against the ground. Joseph felt the wind knocked out of him as he heard the whistle followed by the loudest sound he's ever heard in all his 16 years under the Tau Ceti sun.

The wind blew colder, and it shielded me from it. I was waiting for Tina on the balustrades adjacent the prayer hall. I was facing the quiet garth, instead of the crowded corridor, so I had the view of the sky that was partly hidden by the towering roof of the convent. A flock of pigeons flew by, and it was followed by something that abruptly covered my view. It was a book. My hands were swift on it. It had no false cover this time, that I could see the illustration of glinting constellations on an unlit horizon of nothingness.

She was barely able to keep herself conscious, giving in to her need to rest, she fell back to sleep once more. Sky found a small clearing that led to a beautiful lake, surrounded by the natural meadow. It looks like she had stumbled on the place by chance as it was clearly cut off from the rest of the forest. The unnatural growth of so many floras seemed to act like a barrier which everyone avoided; Sky had somehow found this beautiful place. The flowers and fields were like scenery painted by a professional painter. The canopy of trees surrounding the area was surreal; it allowed small rays of sunlight to filter through a few pocket holes in the shades, making it more scenic.