Sun Breathing Forms Novels & Stories

CELINE POV - I placed a pillow on Sunny’s back before sitting her upright and in a comfortable position. I took the salmeterol from her bag and put the mouthpiece on her lips. “Breathe quickly and deeply,” I instructed Sunny. After doing that, I removed her inhaler, then Skye counted one to six seconds. “Breath out slowly,” I instructed her again. After that, Skye held Sunny’s hand and counted again. “One… Two… Three… Four… Five… Six…”

He shouldn't hint at things that weren't going to happen. On the drive back to the resort, Robin leaned back in her seat, scarf wound around her head and sunglasses in place, the sun bathing her face and the wind teasing the few errant curls that escaped confinement. If his life was completely different, she'd be someone he could spend a lot of time with.

would be of that same element. The Seven Hells method didn't distinguish between them and had freely stored "Breath" of various types but, with the new method, that "Breath" had become a hindrance for the advancement of the body. The dark gas slowly filled his body, lowering its temperature. Sara endured the coldness and pushed the new "Breath" toward the dantian. The dantian then refined the gas and dispersed it through her skeletal system. Her bones began to emit a soft aura that slowly nourished the other parts of her body.

It's the early nighttime of the new day, and although it's dark, the light is enough for the others to see inside their makeshift shelter. Eagerly, each of them rolls out their bedrolls, looking forward to replenishing their air supply. Finrir picks one of the full capsules, attaches it to the mini air bladder, and turns the valve until it's full. He takes a quick breath and passes it to Bryan first. One by one, they all take turns getting a fresh breath of air, grateful for the precious resource that sustains them in the depths of the abyss.