Novel & Cerita What Is A Light

"I didn't say I wouldn't tell you. I said, don't treat me like I'm stupid" A small smile crosses my lips. I was hoping that because she is more rational, she would get why I am asking. "Essentially, wolves become a black hole. All light disappears, and they absorb light. This makes them easier to find and hunt, even in the dark, any light points right to them". I think for a while about my next question. How can I use this to get the answer I need? Willow rolls her eyes. "You might as well talk out loud so I know what you are looking for".

Paul nervously chuckled, releasing my hands. "Let me capture your photos now." Paul suggested, making his way across the room. "You seem to have captured everyone's liking, wife." Justin approached me and I stared at him. Then, Mr. Paul spoke up, "Camera lights are ready for action, sir." Justin gestured for me to proceed, but I shook my head;I wasn't quite ready yet. He furrowed his brows, I quietly looked away. "Don't tell me you're camera-shy." I heard Justin scoff.

Michael said. "Are you dreaming? Avonmora your daughter?" Tharollin smiled. "Let me tell you something which you don't know Birdman, light and darkness do have something in common which most people fail to understand. There is no light without darkness and same as reverse. Light is one side of the coin, and Darkness is the other." Tharollin added.

It was almost as if it was a time line as we walked down the hall. I saw a sword. Many different people held the sword as we walked. Sometimes it was a person outlined in black light, which was strange to see black light. It was not like the UV purple light that they called black light in the clubs. This was inky dark light. Almost like paint, but reflected as light. My physics brain couldn't wrap itself around the concept, and yet here it was right in front of me.

Wilbur frowned and asked, "What… What exactly is going on? What is a Messenger from the Light World? And wasn't the power you used just now the power of destruction?" The shadowy figure felt a wave of frustration and said, "Didn't I already explain? Light and darkness are inseparable. The power of light can annihilate all phantoms formed by the power of destruction. Whether a person is good or evil, that's the true difference between light and darkness." In truth, the Light World was not that complicated. If someone was kind-hearted, they would be born on the side of light. If they had a malicious heart, they would be born on the side of darkness.

"Could it be that the deity he communicated with is really a god who can control the power of light?" For a moment, everyone understood the meaning of his words and could not help but gasp. The Power of Light was a powerful force that was famous for its natural property. It was earth-shattering and invincible. It was rare and powerful!

Fortunately for them they’d created the perfect tool. Light was a lot of things. It was what helped humans see, animals too. It was that which gave all things color. It was an existence that was controversial to being referred to as matter in a state most were taught growing up. But all that was unimportant. Now, Kilvic needed the light for one of its properties, and with light as pure as what the boys had made, there was no doubt it would have it in abounding quantity. Light bore heat.

“It roars.” “It hums,” I said. “And that’s good. Humming means functioning.” “Humming means hungry.” “Your frame of reference is broken.” I flicked the headlights on. He recoiled. “They glow like the ring.” “They are LED.” “I thought that was the demon rectangle.” “That’s also LED.” “Why do your lights all bear the same name?” he demanded. “Are they related?” “They’re… diodes.” “That explains nothing.” “Good,” I said. “Welcome to modern technology.”

I repeated my question and now I am lost in translation and started to feel confused. "I forgot to introduce ourselves. Where is my manner?" the light entity said in a very kind manner. "We are the Creators. I am the Light and that is the Darkness." "You may be wondering if we are also known as the Good and the Evil because I am the Dark one and that is the Light? It is purely a stereotype! Light cannot live without Darkness, and we co-exist to keep the balance and equality," the Darkness said to me. “I never imagined that I was here in front of the Creators talking to them so casually like they are just ordinary beings,” I said to myself.