The Skin Is Blank To The Bones の小説・ストーリー

Her calm was cracking. "The bone breaking, the rough texture and feel of whatever you're wearing or laying on, each and every cell on your body harden to create rougher skin and at the same time, each and every hair grow out of the skin, feeling as if little needles are growing from out of your skin. The way your ribs break and then grow larger, how your organs tighten up, the expanding of your face to make the snout and the most painful part has to be your spin breaking in order for all of this to happen. You'd think that would mean everything goes numb. . .but it's the opposite actually."

VIVIAN I watch in horror as his body contorts, his skin tearing as the gruesome snapping and popping sounds of his joints and bones rearranging fill the dense space between us. Fur, golden as the sun, starts to sprout along the torn flesh, spreading until it covers his entire frame.

He was just talking about things that didn’t exist. “Carena! Seeing you like this is giving me pain—” he suddenly let me go and dropped to his knees. His body started making a weird cracking noise. I have transitioned before, but it didn’t sound like that. His bones were cracking and mending, like some were returning to normal before breaking again. “Ugh!” His skin started turning red and black in spots with a strange coating appearing on it. His eyes were bloodshot red as he raised them, and the veins under his eyes turned a visible shade of blue.

He had never expected that a fat cat could find out where he was hiding. Finally, a skinny old man—wearing a black robe, with gray beard and hair, and an angry expression—was forced to emerge from the void. The man was so skinny that he was like a bamboo pole with clothes. He had no face muscles at all, like a skeleton with a layer of skin. With deep eyes, he was like a ghost. A pair of magic weapon gloves was shattered and the white bones and blood were exposed.

I hissed and looked around us in case anyone heard it. Trei simply laughed and didn’t seem offended. “It’s fine. We’re all used to it that it doesn’t bother us anymore.” He says, then he looked at Byron. “Unfortunately, this is the skin that I am born with. The blue skin that you saw before only appears when I am underwater.” “How is that possible?” I asked.

Bones crack and reshape, muscles bulge and stretch, and fur erupts from my skin. In a matter of seconds, where a man once stood, now there is only the wolf - massive, powerful, and consumed by an ancient, primal rage.

Mom and Dad turned to stare at me. My heart pounded, and I forced a smile to hide my panic. If I told Dad about this, he'd probably think I was losing it. Luckily, they didn't say much. After a bit of small talk, we wrapped up dinner. "Lily," Mom called as I was about to head back to my room. She had just finished washing the dishes and was still wearing her apron. Water droplets were dripping off her fingers. There was something different about her. She'd always had loose skin from years of housework, with hands all wrinkled from detergent and cleaning products. But now, her skin looked smoother and clearer.

My skin looked paler than a ghost, my cheeks hollow, my eyes sunken, my lips discoloured, and all the soft features in my face were gone, making me look bony and ghostlike. I had lost a lot of weight too. My collarbones looked extra sharp, and the veins in my throat were popping. I looked sick, and that made me feel self-conscious instantly. I stepped away from the mirror and went into the bathroom for a hot shower and to look at myself more closely.

Healing flesh. There was nothing. Her skin was smooth and unbroken, as if no blade had ever touched her. The only sign of change was a faint, palm-sized area above her heart where delicate blue veins traced beneath the skin, and now and then, in perfect time with her heartbeat, a brief flicker of silvery light glowed deep within. “It’s gone,” I murmured, stunned, touching the spot. Beneath her skin I felt the vibration. Like touching an unshielded high-voltage cable, except instead of shock, there was only a tingling warmth.