The Sea Of Tranquility Book Novels & Stories

The eighth time I caught Oscar Stanton in a hotel suite, he silently picked up the fruit knife from the nightstand and slashed his wrist eleven times. “Satisfied now?” Blood ran between his fingers and dripped onto the carpet. He looked at me as though I were a madwoman who had driven him to kill himself. I stood frozen, the toy gun still clenched in my hand. For a moment, everything felt strangely unreal. After all, the last time things had gotten this bad, I had kicked his mistress into a crocodile enclosure and demanded that he never see her again. In retaliation, he had buried my mother’s ashes beneath a public restroom. He laughed and said, In retaliation, he had buried my mother

His touch and his voice were the only light in the dark. ~*~ Today was different. There was no darkness. There was no pain. There were no voices nor touches. There was light. Blinding, white light. I was glad to have that light after a long time of darkness. But the light was far away. It was like a dot from somewhere far. It was a horizontal spotlight. And it was calling me. So I ran towards it like a dog running to get his bones. The light started to grow bigger. And bigger. And bigger. As it does, it started to sting—my eyes started to sting. At first I feared I was going blind. So I stopped for a moment. Contemplated. However, there was no time to think. A painful spark exploded in my ch

It was already daytime. Jason stood on the reef by the sea, with his hands behind his back, looking at the surging sea. It was very easy for him to see the sea in a country surrounded by the sea. Moreover, the Sword Tomb was not far from the seaside. He twisted his fingertips, and the air was filled with moisture. Jason suddenly stretched out his palm behind his back, and a burst of sword Qi burst out. The originally turbulent sea surface strangely calmed down for a moment. The next moment, as if there were an earthquake at the bottom of the sea, the waves, which were dozens of feet long, rose and quickly spread to the sea surface where Jason looked. The waves separated from the middle, and

The Core Sea is nothing like the ocean waters near Eclipsehaven. For one, it doesn't behave like normal water. The surface is calm—too calm, like glass—and the glow from below creates patterns that shift and swirl like living things. The ship cuts through without resistance, gliding as smoothly as if we're floating on air. For another, it's alive with magic. I can feel it pressing against my skin, testing the wards on the ship, seeking entrance. It's not malicious, exactly. Just curious. Ancient. Hungry for something it lost long ago.

The world was motionless, its breath held in the pearly, pre-dawn radiance. They could hear nothing except the gentle, regular hiss of the waves against the Aether's side, a lullaby which had rocked them to sleep and now roused them from it. There was no wind, and the sea was an enormous, liquid mercury, stretched out flat and calm as the slow, gentle bruise of colour spreading across the eastern horizon.

"I feel so out of place." "Several reasons. The main one, the Inscription (Brand) I placed on you. Second is the connection of the Road in your soul made back at the Shoreline. Third, the Cultivation Manual I gave you. Four.. because I will it so. The last takes a lot of mental effort." Ren gave a wave of his hand changing the environment further. The two floated up high in the sky. Looking down at the ruins of an entire Kingdom. Zia felt her soul shake in countless emotions. Memories, long since buried in the soul bubbling to the surface.

I just hope he follows through. Not long after I took my printed reviewers out of my suitcase, I started studying. I keep my pink highlighter handy and use it when I need to remember words or meanings that I might come across on our exams. My review flowed well because of the beautiful view in front of me. The clear sea is very calm and the breeze is also very nice, that's why it's relaxing and very calming. This is one of the things I'm saving up for. I want to have a house near the sea so that every time I need to breathe and escape reality, this is where I will go until I feel okay again. because there's a real sense of peace and calmness in spending time with nature .

She went to the water, splashing the warm water on her face, tasting the saltiness. It almost felt real and absolutely peaceful. "I also find the sea liberating," someone said behind her and she froze. She wanted to turn but the deep voice cautioned right on time. "Don't look, you are not ready to see my face yet." She slowly stood up, but without turning back. "Who are you?" "I like the splash of the water, the whispers of the wave and the peace of the night. To me, they are like gold. Or maybe it is because I know the world is asleep and I can have it all undisturbed to myself for that short time."

The two were amazed to see my scars, on a day when we went to the beach, and I also had to tell you about how my treatment had been for a nun named Sister Celeste, whose knowledge also forced me to be honest with Annelise and confess that we had only met again because the day I met her in church, had been the same day that I intended to settle my accounts I also informed them that visiting the beach was almost a weekly ritual, so that I would observe the sea, even on rainy days, claiming that the waters calmed me down. That was a lie. The sea didn't calm me down, it reminded me of Vraxlon. During the sunny day, when his blue waters foamed to the sand, and I could remember his touch on my ski

Now, for the first time in my life, I saw the ocean. But it wasn't the blue, crashing waves I had read about in Philip’s old geography books. "Mama, look! The water isn't moving!" Mina shouted, leaning so far out of the wagon window that Kaelen had to grab her by the back of her tunic. "It’s the Sea of Glass," Kaelen whispered, pulling the horses to a halt at the edge of a white sand cliff. Below us lay an expanse of water so still and clear it looked like a solid sheet of diamond. It didn't ripple. It didn't foam. It reflected the sky with such perfect clarity that it was hard to tell where the horizon ended and the world began.