Sun Bleached Flies Dancing On My Own Novels & Stories

A voice carried on, and the wind resounded it like an echo. Suddenly, the rumbling in the distance increased in intensity, as if it had unleashed a cannonade of drum beats circling me in the opposite direction of the windy voice. This contradictory looping caused a series of purple sparks above me to turn into slowly spreading flares. This angelic face stared at me worriedly before smiling happily, gradually receding to reveal the total figure of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, dancing carelessly on a field meadow in a delicate white dress decorated with wildflowers.

About forty maids stepped forward, each holding two baskets, and one by one they opened them. The butterflies escaped from their temporary homes and flew freely into the sky. There were too many to be counted. “Naeris, look!” I pointed at the sky and turned to face her, hoping she was looking. “This…” Her small mouth fell open as she stood beside me. “Is magical.” “If that is magical… watch this.” I smugly said and snapped my fingers. One by one, the butterflies lit up in glowing colours. They flew above us, covering the moon in a veil of shimmering light. I sneaked a glance at Naeris and saw how caught up she was with everything, her eyes reflecting the dancing glow.

Her long black hair flows as she shakes her head, trying, but the blonde carcasses pull at her anyway. Her hair flows from side to side as she shakes her head, waving her friends off, trying to say no, but the blondes just pull at her, tugging, basically dragging her until all three move to the center of the dance floor. The black raven stands there, a beautiful bird whose wings got clipped. The two blonde vultures dance around her, trying to show how attractive they are to any prying eyes around them. They don’t realize that beside her, they are nothing but flecks of dirt discarded on the ground.

I'm not calling you Daddy. He stopped moving his fingers. Suddenly, I felt hollow inside—like something was missing. Then, the next second, something scorching hot pressed tight against me. It slid up and down along my folds. The intensity of that feeling was a hundred times stronger than fingers. It was like a thousand ants burrowing into my body. Even my bones started to itch. "Ughhh... I can't hold on much longer." Axel leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Little tramp. Your body's itching for it, isn't it? Let's see how much longer you can last."

It took a moment for the sun to shine through the canopy of butterflies, casting a kaleidoscope of dazzling colors into the air. The delicate creatures fluttered their wings in unison, creating a mesmerizing dance of light and movement. Each wing was adorned with intricate patterns and vibrant hues. As they took flight, the colors mixed and merged, creating a beautiful symphony for the eyes to behold. It was like witnessing a burst of confetti, but more magical. Darren’s hand put pressure on my waist as he led me forward. With each step, hundreds of butterflies erupted and took to the skies. The ground was covered in colorful flowers that had a sweet scent. It must have been a super attracta

It was the day that would lift the curse that had haunted him for so long, and I couldn't contain my excitement. The sunbeams danced on the wildflowers around me, mirroring the wild dance within my heart. With a lightness in my step, I began to twirl and spin, my vibrant sundress swirling around me in a kaleidoscope of colors. The world seemed to join in my celebration, as the birds chirped a symphony of joy and the leaves rustled their applause.

I watched them dance in the air, feeling a sense of peace I haven’t felt in a long time. “So, this is what they look like in person?” I said, a hint of amusement in my voice. “Why? What do they look like?” Becky asked, a sweet smile playing on her lips. I stared at the small glowing fireflies. “Beautiful…” Kalel whispered. When I turned my eyes to look at him, he was looking directly at me. My cheeks heated in an instant. “Okay, love birds! Don't make me want to wake up my dead husband in his tomb. Hahaha!” Becky jokes, making me shake my head in amusement.

Hector, Sirene, Zachary, and Maximo held their swords, and Luna, Soheila, and Ezekiel had taken out their bow and arrows from their spirit ring. Luna, Ezekiel, and Soheila claimed up to the tall trees and the four stayed on the ground. The flies were partying over the dead bodies of an animal as more and more flies came. The flies were a lot than the bees, and it is a good sign since a fly might have been so sensitive, however, they are weaker than the bee.

There was one empty eye socket on its head, but with the eyeball still attached, dangling with its nerves still attached. Its tongue also dangled from its nonexistent neck, and its stomach had a huge hole with pairs of tiny eyes looking everywhere. It really was a sight of horror, except it was out in broad daylight. That was when the bead flashed so brightly that the monster could not open its eyes, its flesh vaporizing and enraging him. In a split second, the maggots crawling all over its body turned into house flies and punched through the golden light. Then, swarming into one clump, they combined into a single giant house fly that streaked straight at Baldie.

He just flinches back, looking at me with horror. I burst out laughing, stepping towards him with a hand out, which just makes him gasp and take a step back. “Okay, okay, too soon,” I say, still laughing. “I’m sorry, Blythe, seriously. I’m not going to turn you into a bug.” “But it’s so pretty!” Laila coos, coming closer and bending down to peer at the butterfly. “And surely more impervious to salt.” Blythe shudders and turns his head away, his eyes pressed shut.