Under The Earth Over The Sky Novels & Stories

I said one word to describe it, “Beautiful.” Such a vast landscape with a breathtaking sight could only be seen in a bird’s-eye view. Then I realized that we were all on top of a mountain. “Guys.” Wilt was glancing upward. “You might want to check the sky.” We tilted our heads, and our jaws dropped when we found seven suns forming in a circle in the sky. “We are officially not in Kansas anymore.” When I said Kansas, I meant Earth. The others agreed while gawking at the alien sky.

I went in there and took all the security measures that were recommended; when the toy started to rotate it was gradual, little by little I could feel that we were leaving the place, slowly, my eyes roamed all the space around us; the couple in the seat above us and two friends below; as we approached the top, I felt like we were floating and going higher and higher; adrenaline was replaced by fear as our seat began to move so slowly that we seemed to be standing there; a thin, involuntary scream rose from my throat at the exact moment that our seat seemed to move in the air; Benjamim grabbed my hand tightly and asked me to stay calm, that this was part of the experience. I took a deep breat

Ezra hit the ground hard. Not flame. Not void. Just dirt—real and rough and blessedly solid. His knees buckled, palms scraping over jagged stone and tangled roots. He gasped, dragging in air like it was something earned. The scent of rain-soaked earth filled his lungs—damp, sharp, alive. Above him, the sky wasn’t right, but it was there—bruised and heavy, torn at the seams like it had been stitched back together by trembling hands. But it was sky.

The last candle flickered to life. In awe, Brady watched while they tilted their faces toward the sky. As they clasped hands, the air shimmered between them. Wavered. A bluish light emitted from their forms, seemingly from within. "Mother Earth, we call on you. Father Sky, we call on you."

The earth group stood on a dusty, gravelly practice field. With a single hand gesture, George lifted a boulder from the ground. "You cannot force the earth," he rumbled, placing his hand firmly on the ground. "You must be as solid as it is. Stand steady-and feel its pulse." Sky knelt, placing her hands on the ground. A vibration ran beneath her palms-not frightening, but more like an ancient, deep breath. She focused, and lifted a smaller boulder. It was heavy; sweat beaded on her forehead-but she managed it.

the fortune teller answered too enthusiastically, watching the slow run of unnaturally dark clouds. The heavy sky in deep purple tones is probably the only difference between the Underworld and the Earth. Otherwise, the same hills and plains, green grass and trees. Yes, with unusual openwork leaves, but to the touch they are no different, for example, from birch leaves. Smooth, cool, pick, rub between your fingers and you will feel a pleasant smell of freshness. “The lord has brought the mistress!” Melissa did not immediately make out where the gurgling sounds were coming from, and turned around on her axis.

Nyla’s POV Above us, the sky contorted like an impending storm. The earth beneath our feet shook as a tremor swept across the atmosphere. My heart was racing when I looked up and saw the sky burst out like the opening of an old tomb. A person appeared from the depths of that fissure in the heavens. It was a being of unadulterated strength, something much older and darker than any other figure. His eyes glowed with a wild, ferocious brilliance that could pierce the very fabric of reality itself as he lowered himself slowly.

"He always says, 'Our meeting place is between the sky and land. I'll leave this earth, and you leave that sky, and we'll meet where they touch.'" Zack glanced at the sky, the twilight casting a mystical hue over the mountains, thinking about his own father. "That's poetic, Petra. And kind of comforting, in a way."

Naidugtong ko na lamang. I can't believe my eyes. Niloloko ata ako ng mga 'to. Am I just seeing things? Namamalikmata lang ba ako? Is that... Is that a... planet? It's a sphere, just like the Earth. It's color blue too however it has a mixture of a bunch of other colors such as purple, yellow, red, and others.

Its as if hundred thousand of tonnes being dump on them. They couldn't move even a single fiber of their body as they lay stilled on the still ruining ground. Small pieces of the earth lifted through the sky that even encloses the vision of their surroundings. If the clouds awhile ago darken, then this time, those tiny small pieces of earth even darker that the clouds above. This indeed, the true power of an immortal.