Tears Of The Jolly Beetle の小説・ストーリー

"Excellent. If we whisper at them then maybe the strong vibrations will create a landslide." With nothing else coming to mind, I start to whisper the ABCs. They come out as a loud boom, and it works. The others join in, and we whisper as loudly as we can, and the rocks beneath us start to shake. The beetles swarm towards us, their wings buzzing like a thousand chainsaws. The beetles seem to sense the change and start to swarm towards us even more vigorously. We whisper harder, and the ground starts to shake. Small stones roll down the wall, and the beetles pause for a moment, unsure of what's happening. And then it starts.

Oliver knew to express his emotions by crying and laughing like a regular child. Everything fell into place, and it made Zelda's eyes redden. She couldn't help but shed a tear. Kenneth had just exited his study when he saw that. It baffled and made him worry, so he asked, "Why are you crying when everyone's happy? Did you get sand in your eyes?" Zelda shook her head. Her face had turned red like her eyes. "These are happy tears! Can't you tell?"

Nathaniel planted a kiss on my cheek. Tears welled in my eyes. No one had stood beside me through the sleepless nights, the illnesses, the birthdays, the tears. Yet these three little souls looked at me as though I hung the stars. In their eyes, I could do no wrong. “Are you sad?” Nathaniel asked. “No.” Eloise pulled back and gave him a big sister look. “It's called tears of joy. Sometimes, when adults are happy, they cry. Right, Mommy?”

she teased. She handed the alpha a vial from his pocket. “These are my tears, they work quickly when it comes to injuries. Put a little on the wound and it should close up. Fake tears don't work as well as crying so I hope it’s enough to heal you quickly.” Logan looked even more shocked as he took the vial. It was as wide and long as his index finger, the liquid inside milky white. Who had milky tears? “I have so many questions,” Leo mused, “I'll update you when you come back.”

Because of this, Jeanette was at a loss as to what was happening. Then, just as she was about to speak with a smile on her face, she suddenly saw Felix’s aggrieved expression. The little boy’s eyes had turned completely red. Coupled with his aggrieved expression when he looked up toward Jeanette, he was like a koala bear that refused to let go of her. On top of that, Felix’s eyes had tears sparkling in his eyes, which instantly caused Jeanette’s heart to turn soft when she saw his pitiful look. “What’s the matter, Fe? Why are you crying? Are you feeling ill?” Jeanette asked worriedly.

- she begged, feeling tears running down her cheeks. Finally he approached Ye Eun, holding an object in his hand. Finally she recognized closely what it was - a vial filled with colorless liquid. Later, however, her eyes went to the face of the captor. From the beginning Ye Eun kind of knew it was him, but it's not his face she wanted to see. If it would be someone else, a stranger, she could understand. But him? They knew each other so well, and despite various strange situations, she never thought that he would be able to hurt her.

The teacher with glasses smiled at Soheila and the six birds and said, “I am Mr. Edward, and this is Mr. Flayke. The forest you are in right now is the Yolan Forest.” Soheila and the six birds looked at each other as they were right. “Here are the ten jars.” Mr. Edward waved his hand and ten jars in a size of a ten-year-old appeared in front of them. “As your mission says, you have to fill these jars up from the insects' blood.”

Worse, the pain that we mutually feel causes my closed eyes to tear, and before I can stop it, numerous pearls of tears stream down my cheeks. Out of reflex, I raise my hand, intending to wipe my tears. It is then I discover that I can now move my hand. Not only can I move my hand, I unintentionally get my eyes open as soon as my fingers make contact with my tears, awaken by it, and am greeted by a realization that everything I feel earlier just belongs to a mere dream as I still find myself sitting on the same spot I occupy. I made a quick check on my surroundings and then move my baffled look to the wet tips of my finger, staring at them blankly.

Five years was such a long time to be separated from one’s child. Becky locked eyes with his son and solemnly studied him. The boy chuckled exposing his teeth and lo! They were brownish. This struck Becky very hard as if a sword had slid between her ribs. The tears that had formed gushed out and furiously rolled down her cheeks. She quickly blotted them out with the back of her hand.

the woman exclaimed satisfactorily before she went out of the door. The instant the woman disappeared, Theo ran towards his bed and looked for his stickers. He cried again when he could not find it until he saw a torn piece of red paper on the floor. He ran towards it and he saw the other pieces in the trash. "Mama Bee thowy(sorry)" the boy cried more, blurring his vision while picking up the pieces of the heart-shaped sticker given to him by his Mama Bee. He continued to cry while staring at the torn pieces of paper in his tiny hand. His young heart is in pain, looking at the torn heart, his only connection to his Mama Bee.