The Sunlit Man Ebook 소설 & 이야기

Author POV Three Days Later In the dark room, with a ray of sunlight, penetrating through the small window, which cannot even contain a bird, let alone a human. A man was laying on the bare floor, looking all dirty and weak, his clothes were torn into pieces, leaving him half naked, his messy hair, scattering over his face, as he looked so lifeless.

Not only the view, but he also felt the warmth. “The sun? Um… According to my knowledge, the sun represents a strong man, mostly a warrior, your imperial highness. Maybe this symbolizes an arrival of a man into your life.” the royal astrologer was confused too. “What??? A man?? No way!!!” Danyel screamed. A man into his life? Like a lover or something? He felt disgusted. Understanding his thoughts and fearing Danyel would punish him, the royal astrologer tried to explain it in a better way.

I was about to open my mouth and ask him if this was indeed a date when suddenly his phone beeped, and he grinned, turning off the alarm. “Are you ready?” His brown and gold eyes sparkled with excitement. He reached into the bag and pulled out two pairs of sunglasses, perching a pair on his face before he turned and placed the second pair onto my nose. He gently pulled me, so his arm was wrapped around my waist, and I was cuddled into him. His scent invaded my nostrils, and I didn’t try to escape his affectionate embrace as I looked to where he pointed—the sky. No, not the sky. The sun. Why is he pointing at the sun?

, murmured another man. Deucalion immediately turned and glared at the man. The man's face went white as he looked into Deucalion's eyes. The man realized that he was not as safe as he thought. He realised that he was in the presence of something unnatural. The man's mind froze and he stood there motionless. "I don't like it when people insult me", Deucalion said in a low and deep voice. "What are you?", the man queried in fear. "Just another passerby" Deucalion said with a smile on his face.

On the wall, right next to the door, there was a poster informing about the foundation Kai Ichatashiko was working with. While waiting, Miyuki took out her phone and began browsing through the new book releases that had appeared in the app where she was reading e-books. She didn't always have the money to buy paperback books, and e-books were usually cheaper, so she could read more. But of course, if Miyuki liked a book particularly, she did her best to buy it in paper form. It took about five minutes for Miyuki to add a few items to her virtual "shelf", with the plan to purchase access to them later, and finally the office door opened, a middle-aged woman coming out, thanking dr. Ichatashik

He stacked them casually against the wall, humming to himself like it was nothing. “There,” he said finally, wiping his hands on his shirt with a smirk. “A little more light for you. Don’t get too excited—you’re not going anywhere. You couldn’t, even if you tried. But since I’m in such a generous mood, I thought I should let the sun in.” A shaft of golden light spilled into the room, blinding me for a moment. My chest tightened at the sight. It was the first sunlight I had seen in days. Instead of comfort, it felt like mockery.

Its only source of light came from a large, transparent glass wall, through which the rays of the sun sliced, forcing one to squint upon entry. At the sound of the door opening, the man spun around in his chair, a grin spreading across his face. Because of the backlit setting, Flora could not clearly discern his features, only a silhouette of his towering figure. One thing was certain, this was no acquaintance of hers. "Who... who are you?"

I was watching him drape a warm wool blanket over the chair, I couldn’t help but ask, “What’s our plan here?” “Just trust me,” he replied with that enigmatic subtle smile of his. He motioned for me to take a seat beside him, right next to the window where the sunlight streamed in. I tilted my head, curious, while he retrieved something hidden beneath his arm. It was a book. He opened it gently. “What’s that?” “A collection of human poems,” he explained. I lifted an eyebrow. “Where did you manage to get those?”

"I'm serious, I know exactly what I'm saying and doing. If you didn't understand, feel free to review the security tapes." I stepped back slowly. Without a second thought, I turned and walked away. As I passed the trash can where the gift was in, I picked it up and flung it at the man trailing behind me. "Handing out gifts before it's even your turn, Mr. Smith? You're quite the generous one. Looks like wedding bells are calling for you. Here's to a lifetime of happiness and loving family!" I rounded the last corner of the office when Marvin's angry voice chased after me.

I stared at the window, watching people walking down the street, and for perhaps the first time in my life, I wondered if any of them were a wizard or a sorceress, and if so, if they had to do what I did - to always run away from something and be careful about everything they do - are they as homeless as I am? I sighed and took a sip of my cup of coffee. After looking out the window again, I saw a tall, well-built guy, about 19 years old, with dark eyes and black half-long, wavy hair, falling slightly over his left eye. His complexion was milky white, which was quite strange, as his features suggested that he was rather Italian. This young man wore dark navy blue jeans and a white shirt with