Sun Blue Sky Novels & Stories

Java, 1586 The wind howled across the coast. The sun blazed from the peak of a sharp blue sky, while massive waves exploded against the black rocks lining Karang Bendan's shoreline. On a stretch of smooth sand, two men stood facing each other, separated by little more than eight feet.

Fully taking in the sky for the first time in a while. Taking note as she closed her notebook, Anberine smiled slightly while leaning back to enjoy the view of the sunset. Her fringe grazed past her face before resting on her shoulders. “They speak about the twilight hour in some books, at times it gives us a gentle feeling around about this time” Anberine commented softly, this caught Skye’s attention enough to look at her from the corner of his eye. “Hmm” Skye mused before taking note of how the orangey blue colours that entered the room via the window touched her black hair. Creating a small but soft silhouette of halo behind her head, shaking his head Skye stood up with his hands in his

Both of them enjoy it, decides to cheerish the moment together. In the evening Soo Hyuk rides them to the last destination. They visit a beach and playing water together before enjoying the scenery of a sunset. The sky gradually changed to purple yellowish colour. The view is truly enchanting. "It's so beautiful....." So Eun staring to the sun. Smiling, trying to painting the view into her mind.

He unfolded the note; 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒌𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆.

Her eyes were brown, very brown and beautiful, pretty eyes that couldn’t see a thing. “What is the color of the sky today?” she asked him. Nate tore his gaze away from her and looked up even though he didn’t have to. “It’s blue, there are clouds.” She was smiling. “I can’t see the sun, I can feel it though. Can I feel you?”

“Yeah. It won’t happen again.” We settle back onto the sand, side by side. The air feels cooler now, the soft crash of waves filling the space between us. I shift my gaze to the horizon, where the first streaks of sunlight are starting to spill through the clouds. From a distance, the sky looks like a watercolor painting—blues melting into pinks and oranges, soft and radiant. “Can you see that?” Rachael asks suddenly, her voice breaking through my thoughts, pointing at the emerging sun, her eyes wide with wonder.

Soft pink and blush tones seeped across the sky, like delicate brush strokes on a canvas. "You're always welcome," Xavier paused, "Babe." Golden rays, laced with shades of coral and salmon, danced across the clouds, casting a majestic glow. The atmosphere was bathed in a warm, ethereal light, as if the day's final moments were kissed by divine grace. As I gazed out of the window it reminded me of why Xavier loved watching the sun so bad. Babe? I scoffed after taking the phone some inches away from my mouth and I blushed. Why?

The next day…. Under a brilliant sun, the day unfolds with a symphony of warmth and light. The azure sky stretches endlessly, adorned with wisps of cotton-white clouds drifting lazily. Golden rays cascade through emerald leaves, casting dappled shadows on the earth below. The air hums with the gentle buzz of life awakening, as nature flourishes in the gentle caress of the sun's benevolent touch. “You are leaving again?” Michelle asked as she yawned. “No!” I replied defensively. “I just caught you sneaking out!” She said half yelling.

The sky had turned a pale orange, the sun dipping slowly beyond the rooftops. ?

The view from his place was far better, but Marcus was always appreciative of nature no matter where it was, and the sky never disappointed. From his vantage point, he was met with a breathtaking sight of a horizon that was painted in soft, pastel hues, transitioning from the deepest indigo at the zenith to a pale, ethereal blue near the horizon. The first light of day had begun to kiss the world awake. Wisps of cotton candy pink and apricot orange brushed across the sky, blending seamlessly with the fading purples of the waning night. The stars, reluctant to bid farewell, still twinkled faintly in the fading darkness. Though he could not reach out and touch the spun-soft clouds, the serene