Sun Blue Sky Novels & Stories

Jessica didn't want to let the man look her directly in the eye, but she finally glanced at him after hearing his question. Perhaps the curiosity in that pair of blue eyes was evident, and that was why Tyler responded by saying, “The best thing about the sky is the fact that it has many things that can amaze humans. Clouds, thunder, rain, sun, and even rainbows. The sky has all those things, and you also have a lot of emotions that make people attracted to you.”

The rubbish I'm trying to explain is that you are the light in my dark world, the crazy color… God, I'm saying rubbish again. 'It's okay,' I giggled. 'Messages received. Can I see my surprise now?' 'Of course,' he removed the blindfold. 'Wow,' I breathed. The sun was setting on the lake so beautifully, giving it a shimmering glow. The lake looked like a thousand stars were dwelling on top of it, like the moon goddess–if existing–favored it. The sky, now that is another exceptional thing. The golden skyline was filled with vivid blues and pinks, and softer hues of violet and rose and lavender. The clouds took the pinks and roses and the rest the sky itself.

Susan always treated Zara in a friendly way but on that day her ignorance is not something Zara can forget. Even today she didn’t return Zara’s greeting. Sebastian saw the text and smiled before replying. ‘Jealous Sunshine?’ Zara rolled her eyes and texted back smirking ‘Look at Ms. Fox’ Sebastian frowned and looked at Susan for a second. She is having fun with everyone what’s wrong? He received another text. ‘Look at me’ He raised his head and his blood boiled at the sight. Zara put on a wide neck full sleeved crop top and a skirt which reached her calves.

It didn't. The sun, a little kind today, cast its golden rays upon me, enveloping me in a gentle warmth that I appreciated, even taking off my hat. Even from my childhood, I loved watching the sun, its radiant glow painting the world in vibrant colours, breathing life into everything it shone on. The sky stretched infinitely above, a magnificent canvas adorned with wispy clouds that, coupled with the ethereal glow of the sun, now resembled the strokes of an artist's brush. The magical sky, contrasted beautifully with the ethereal clouds, floating lazily in the heavens. When I was younger, I used to think each cloud was alive and sentient, and nothing my Mum would tell me would convince me ot

She realized it was best not to push into the storm clouding his mind, even though she had little insight into its cause. They both stood in silence, taking in the beauty of the painting before them. In the heart of the canvas, a vast expanse of cerulean blue stretches endlessly, embracing the horizon with its tranquil hue. Wisps of fluffy cumulus clouds dance gently across the sky, their edges tinged with a soft, ethereal white, floating lazily as if carried by a whispering breeze. The blue sky acts as a captivating backdrop, imbuing the scene with a sense of boundless serenity and a promise of endless possibilities. Its seamless gradient, from the deepest azure at its zenith to the paler,

Sky pointed at the mountains that lined around the lake. "They are so majestic! The snow up there looks like super sweet sugar sprinkles." Sky cupped her cheeks, closed her eyes for a moment while tilting her head. "And look at how the sky reflected on the surface of the lake! It's like a super wide mirror. I feel like I can walk on it. Oh, Mama? Is that a cloud?"

Yellow and Orange Sky Saturday 5:20 PM, I stand beside the Saturday 5:20 PM, I stand beside the open window of the bedroom. At one moment I was hypnotized by how aesthetically the sunset paints the sky yellow and orange. The sky is covered with yellow and orange color, and there are some patches of grayish dark blue color across the sky. Orange and dark gray clouds enormously scatter onto the sky. And from where the sun sets, the yellow sunlight is like a massive fire burning and strongly sprawling onto the clouds. It is beautiful, the sunset is always beautiful.

The sky was beautiful just as she wished for should I say better than that. The beautiful colour bomb clouds were sailing like a canvas purplish pink with a tint of yellowish orange at places. The sun was getting up, shining for the world indicating a new day, new mission cutting off the darkness. While Emma was floating in the sky merrily her body doing a flip flop with with gush of wind blowing making her weight like nothing. Her cheeks were jiggling with the air brush lightly and she squeals in excitement and enthusiasm.

Blue interrupted: "You only think about the earth, but consider the sky and the sea. It is the water that is the basis of life and drawn up by the clouds from the deep sea. The sky gives space and peace and serenity. Without my peace, you would all be nothing." Yellow chuckled: "You are all so serious. I bring laughter, gaiety, and warmth into the world. The sun is yellow, the moon is yellow, the stars are yellow. Every time you look at a sunflower, the whole world starts to smile. Without me there would be no fun."

It was a beautiful morning. The sun had just shown his face to the world, asking people to leave their lazy beds and snap off their sweet tooth dreams to face reality. Some were still behind the curtains, not wanting to let the sun's rays pass across their window and disturb one of the most precious moments. Feeling rejected, the sunrays travelled back to their origin and kissed the lonely sky to open its spectrum of beautiful colours. The crimson sky was now looking like an artwork on a canvas to be sold for millions of dollars. The different shades of colour will perhaps give you a complex mixture of nature's beauty, hypnotizing you at the gigantic depth it held in the wide field of its ma