The Sun As Feelings Novels & Stories

I turn around slowly, and she pulls up my shirt. "Wow, it is a tattoo of the sun. That's a shame you cannot see it because you cannot look in the mirror. You have no reflection. Wait, look in the mirror. Why can I see your reflection?" She asks. I look in the mirror for the first time in years. I see my face. Is it one of the perks of having the sunlight tattoo? I do not know, but my soul is not cold anymore. I have feeling that I do not want to have. What the hell is this tattoo? Did it warm my soul? I'll switch off my feelings again. That's better now. I have no feelings anymore. I panicked momentarily and thought I would become as weak as humans and werewolves. They are for these feelings

The sky was slowly filled with different colors that we didn't even notice. I suddenly realized that this is more than enough. We were happy even with each other only. My heart felt so light. No fancy things or anything... just the two of us. On top of this hill, staring at the sun that was slowly rising, occupying the sky with shades of orange and pink. The sunrise brightened the sky as if it was exploding the most perfect burning fire. But no matter how beautiful the sunset and sunrise are, it will never be measured the warmth in my heart whenever I stared into the green eyes of this man...

But they cannot stop time. The sun rises and sets over our heads. Over our hearts. And every morning, I wake up and feel how strong you hold me. Every morning, I feel how strong your heart beats. Over and over again. Your hand, your face, your eyes. It's like a heartbeat. It' s my blood. My life force. Its power. It feels stronger, brighter. Stronger every day. And its love, its love is something that makes me smile everyday. Even as I sit here, writing these lines, looking into the mirror, telling myself I've got this. I'm okay. I'm fine. Just fine. But sometimes I need someone to tell me, so that it doesn't all go wrong…

"Never look at the sun with your naked eyes." For Sol, looking at the sun at noon would have been smarter than what he just did. All his thoughts immediately crashed down quite literally. It was disorienting. His reason broke down, and blood boiled up in his body like a furnace. His thoughts stopped the moment he saw her face. Her beauty, which was too fatal to be praised as beautiful, pierced into Sol’s eyes. He couldn’t explain the features he was looking at. The sight of this beauty which was outside the human domain of cognition was almost like a mental attack.

“This is your dear sun, you can come here at noon to enjoy it.” She stared at the threads of the sun emanating from the crater with disappointment and oppression, she was disappointed in the place, it is a crater of a volcano so high that it is impossible to get out of it, she contained her disappointment and stood under its rays feeling it flowing through her veins smoothly, she sighed sadly, containing her feelings under her complete control, not wanting him to feel her burning and pain.

I didn't even feel him come in. I swallow slowly and look out the window again. The sun rises from its nest and I stare coldly. I feel no emotion towards it. "Another new day. Ragon?" I call his name. He quickly kneels at my feet looking up at me in the chair I am sitting on. "Yes, Luna." He says engulfing my palms in his. "E-Even though the sun pours its light illuminating everything, every single day. Why does it feel like I am still alone in the eerie darkness?" I ask him.

My heart ached as I watche the beautiful scene unfold before me, knowing that the darkness will soon take over. The sun's rays cast long shadows across the landscape, emphasizing the emptiness and isolation I felt. The world seemed to be slowly fading away, consumed by the encroaching night. As the sun dips below the horizon, I could feel the weight of my trauma and sadness settling in my chest like a heavy stone. The warm glow of the sun was replaced by a cold and empty darkness, mirroring the emptiness I was feeling inside me.

God, why does it feel like I'm living in a dream? I looked up at the sky ... and I shouldn't have, because I started to feel the heaviness on my chest as I saw the setting sun. The display of colors ... it should be pretty- it must've been so pretty from another person's perspective, but for me, it's frightening because it means that this day is about to end. I don't want it to end. The fuck I would give just to let this day last.

How come the sun is setting so fine even though it means, it will now be bidding its goodbye? Leaving is the only meaning of it but I haven’t felt any pain upon watching it vanish from my sight. Maybe because I know it will always come back no matter what? Before, I have been wishing to become a sunset or just to experience being one for me to feel how to take a rest beautifully without thinking any thoughts about life, but as time goes by, I realized that being a sunset can make you feel disappointed and could be filled with sorrow at the same time.

I remember back then when it was summertime, I would stay up all day under the sun after doing all the chores I needed to do but get sad when the sun doesn't show up in the sky. I don't want to mention his name, but Jack always calls me Sun because he knows how much I loved the sun back then. Right now, I know how to appreciate the moon as the moon brightens up the darkness of the night. Jack... He was a bully. He loves to bully me. He loves to torture me. He loves to see me in pain. He is a psycho. I breathe heavily trying to erase him from my mind. I closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of someone. Feeling something from someone.