The Grass Looks Greener On The Other Side นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I clicked my tongue. Whatever it was, I'm pretty sure that it wasn't a pure intention. I wasn't patient enough to wait for them to come back, so I decided to go after them since the meadow wasn't that far from the campsite. When I arrived, the sights that greeted me were so magnificent. The meadow looked as if it had stepped from the pages of a storybook. The grass was Eden-green and thigh-high to a thrush. The mountains in the distance had peaks that looked as cruel as a hag's teeth. It was the only part of the meadow that looked off in some way. The rest of it was paradise.

And one by one the mirror reflection of Lyca move on their own and then disappear inside of the mirror ________ Lyca" Every reflection of mine into the mirror was moving by my command. Each one of them disappeared into the mirror and got inside. I closed my eyes so I could see what was inside of the mirror because every reflection I had had a connection through me. I can see inside that it was different from what is outside Because I am walking into the pure grass and everything in nature. It has a lot of plants and flowers. It has a lot of butterflies and the air is so fresh It's like a familiar picture to me but I don't know where did I saw it maybe the other dimension where are we came f

Her body was an irresistible mistake I could not afford to miss. She stood outside my neighbour's garden with seductive eyes and protruded breasts. She was the most amazing thing that I have ever seen in my life. Proud like a peacock, peaceful like a dove, I watched everyday as she gave me a wink as I went to school in my green short and shirt which she had grown so much to love and admire. To express her love for my school uniform, she allowed the grasses around her to grow without having a problem with them just to have green around her. How could it not be her that allowed those grasses to grow when her deceitful looks had allowed my neighbour to ignore all the grasses in her territory an

He stilled, his thumb no longer forming tingles in the shape of a circle and his lips no longer pressed to my skin. “Mav?” I asked, lifting my head from his shoulder and opening my eyes but when I did so everything looked different. The sky looked duller, the dirt beneath my feet looking greyish whilst the endless sea of grass in the fields out ahead where no longer a flourishing green instead it was more of a brown like the fields where dying.

It was so peaceful then… I looked at Adrian, who was listening attentively. "The fields were so green that it felt unreal… Greener than anything on the Earth. It was so beautiful. The world must not have seen any pollution till day," I said excitedly before remembering what happened next. I lost the euphoric feeling and continued speaking with a tremor in my voice.

“The fields healed overnight, alpha. It wasn't a gradual thing, and there was no rain, no tilling, no miracle of nature.” “That is not what I asked,” I replied leaning my weight onto the scarred wooden table, the map of the territories felt smaller today, cramped and inadequate. “They were dead land, beta,” he said, his voice rising in pitch. “Salted, ruined by old wars. Nothing grows there but this morning, the entire valley was green.” “Green how?” I asked, my fingers digging into the edges of the map. “soft,” he said, his eyes unfocused as if he was still seeing it. “vibrant like it had never been hurt like the war never happened, the grass is thick, alpha. it smells like life.”

We slip back into silence again, which I’m okay with. Marcus is like an oasis in the desert when you’ve been travelling alone for miles. You see the lush greenery and delicious water in the distance and hope blooms in your chest, so you start racing towards it. But no matter how far you run the oasis continues to seem out of reach, and that’s when you realise the oasis was just a mirage.

If they don't know you, they can't hurt you — No one can hurt you if you're invisible. But this… I like it — being… seen. This way. That look he gave me at the stairs. I want it. What was it? What was that in his eyes? The ride was silent. A great piece of silence. This time we took less than half an hour to get there. Green everywhere. A grass that was so perfect I thought was fake. Trees. All kinds. All sizes. Flowers. More than what I know. Colours dancing in a perfect rhythm, creating a perfect frame.

As if he refused to kill more people and get disappointed in the end. Then one day, his lonely life seems to change. I see that he's finally smiling as he's looking into something. He's standing at the rooftop of a skyscraper but his eyes are sharp like a hawk. He can see everything at that distance and he's smiling from the sight of a woman.

“So is there any way you can defeat Greedius?” “Greed is a very scary thing. Because of greed, people are born jealous and selfish. They are willing to kill their own kind to be immortal, to become the strongest. That has always been the law of life. However, there are exceptions to everything in this world. If people overcome greed, greed will not exist. If in the middle of greed put a fruit, the power of greed will become meaningless. In love, there is no more or less, only enough.” Aubrey bragged.