The Sun And The Star Fanart Novels & Stories

‎Still. ‎Unfamiliar. ‎ ‎And wearing the burning sun symbol. ‎ ‎The new leader. ‎ ‎ ‎

“The Tower. Destruction and inevitable death are at its wing. Its omen is attributed to one’s dark heart and the fall of every good that is left into the scene. Gore and blood are what will taint the ground as this card represents the end itself.” Vanishing from her hand as it joins the others in a perfect line into the dark void where the card's neon purple light is what makes it stands out. She fixes herself as she continues on reading, naming the rest and the next, with the words. “The Star, The Moon, and The Sun.” Represented with their corresponding titles that are carried by a lady, a fox, and a child in two, the cards draw their connection to one another as their meaning is fixed and

The bluish light of a white dwarf star broke the dawn on the purple planet far below. Meanwhile, stars glittered in the vast darkness of space above. A fighter screamed by, its guns blazing. It was very quickly followed by nearly a dozen more, all of which were similarly designed and bore the same logos - a sun surrounded by three rings. The fighters intercepted another fighter group, whose logos were of a purple four-pointed star, and entered into a vicious skirmish. Behind them were a smattering of ships, from frigates to cruisers.

Annie, sensing the shift, quickly interjected, "Renee, we're discussing this competition, not historical designs. Why bring that up?" Hearing this, the reporter regained confidence and retorted, "Exactly. In this competition, only the two of you used celestial themes. So what's wrong with my question?" Renee calmly stared at them both and then asked, "If you're so convinced I borrowed the idea, then explain to me why I didn't use the sun and moon together, but instead only chose stars and the moon." Confused, the reporter asked, "What do you mean?" Renee looked into the camera and spoke clearly, "The sun belongs to the day and never shares the night with the stars or the moon. They aren't pa

Sun and moon, I ask. The stars I plea for help for thy task. Help us with our plea and end our misery. Help us, our souls, stars rewind Turn back not only thee but the entire universe. Make an offering, power, our will. We only ask thee for one thing To reverse the sun and moon

“That’s so weird, because-” Through grinding teeth, I blurt out, “girls usually get star tattoos,” my eyes shift past Lyra, “right Eden?” She stutters out her words, unsure of what to do, “yeah…oh definitely. I have a star tattoo,” she flashes them the inside of her wrist where there’s a star along with a music note and an apple core. It symbolizes our friendship. Obviously I’m the star, Lyra is the music note and Eden, well…the garden of Eden and the forbidden apple.

He smiled softly, and his hand began to move with purpose. Sean bit his lower lip in concentration as he began to draw. The pencil glided across the paper, forming a figure — a faceless boy standing tall with both arms lifted skyward, as if holding up the sun. Above him, the sun glowed large and round, radiant beams extending outward in warm shades of yellow and orange. The surrounding scene shimmered with gentle light, like a dream captured on paper. Time slipped by unnoticed. Outside the studio window, the sun was already dipping toward the horizon, casting golden rays that filtered into the room. Yvo, glancing at his watch, finally spoke.

Tiny diamonds formed a ring of stars, cradling a silver crescent in the center. My breathing stopped. I had sketched that design when I was fifteen, in the corner of my old sketchbook. The day Ryan confessed to me, he had pointed at that drawing, his voice shaking. “Jane, one day when I have money, I’ll make this for you. “Stars always stay beside the moon. “Just like I’ll never break my promise to you.” Now he had finally made it. He just put it on someone else. On screen, Wendy touched the pendant at her collarbone and smiled shyly.

"Cain is using it to 'Fertilize' the sun. He’s going to turn the sun into a 'Blood-Star'." ​Leo looked at the sun. A single, red vein was appearing on the surface of the star.

Toby smiled as he started painting her face with the different products. Once he was done, he instructed Maia to look in the mirror. "Oh my," she said when he was finished. It was a rather simple look, just come concealer, a light foundation, neutral eyeshadow, eyeliner, and a subtle lip and mascara. "You did a great job." she turned and smiled at Toby who bowed his head at the compliment. "I love it." "Well, I think you look just lovely. Would you like to go for a walk today? I know of a special place I think you'll love."