Where The Sky Meets The Ocean Novels & Stories

Did I jump into the dark waters of the mighty Atlantic ocean? Yes. The water of the ocean had my sky in it's fold. I have to get it back. &&&

Arrays of shades with tints of red, yellow, and orange adorned the sky, and the sun began to disappear under the horizon. With the contrast streaks of colors between the skyline and the sea, it appears as if there are two worlds apart. The gentle waves washed ashore, and the crisp breeze induced an illusion of saltness sensation emergence from the borderless mighty ocean. Nelson inhaled the scent of the sea he always loves, the girl he loves is farther ahead by the barbeque fire pit left by visiting campers. Naomi had insisted he stay where he parked his metallic green superbike, he very much doubted whether Naomi is hinting for a night under the sky full of stars.

She squinted her eyes. *gasp*... A person? Damn is that another? She asked as her eyes widened. She pointed at them in the sky. They were moving incredibly fast. She saw flashes of lights from the figures in the sky. A bright light was going from one towards the other while the other person dodged and raised a counter attack, sending a red beam of light. It was like watching a movie for Mia. Everything seemed so when she suddenly realized that they were fighting. Right above her head a fight was going on. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

Lily stood on the balcony of Rebel’s Southern California mansion. The hacienda-style architecture overlooked the Pacific Ocean. She leaned out over the balcony ledge, staring at the sea. The gentle rush of the tide rolling over the sand, coupled with the occasional squawk of seagulls in the distance, put her at ease. The sunset painted the soon-to-be night sky in various shades of orange, blue, and yellow as a cool saltwater breeze coated her face. She closed her eyes and took it all in. She’d never been to the ocean before. Hell, she could count the number of times she’d left Montana on one hand.

CASSANDRA'S POV I wandered through a world too beautiful to be real. The sky above me was a swirl of pastel blues and golds, clouds glowing like brushstrokes on a canvas. Below, the ocean shimmered, mirroring the sky in perfect, glassy reflection. A soft wind blew, carrying with it the scent of wildflowers in full bloom, painting the coastline with bursts of violet, crimson, and orange. I stood barefoot on the sand, watching. And then... I saw her.

I covered my breasts and rushed ahead. As I stood on the edge of the Huffner Bridge overlooking the vast expanse of the ocean, my eyes were immediately drawn to the horizon where the sky met the water. The clouds were heavy and gray, like a blanket of sorrow draped over the world. They hung low in the sky as if struggling to contain the weight of their tears. Beneath the melancholy clouds, the sea was a study in contrast. It was a dark, foreboding expanse of water, but was alive with movement, with waves crashing against the shore with fierce determination.

"Let's hope so." Many, many miles away, two meteoroids were flying across the sky of a deep ocean. Looking from above, you could see a giant dyke in the middle of the ocean. As if it was a city gate, separating heaven and earth!

Alec replied with a mischievous grin looming on his face. Skye didn't ask further since Alec seemed to be resolute on keeping it to himself, she can only watch the passing scene outside. This was her first time ever going in such a crowded mundane place. She thought at first it would be awful, but it turns out, she's quite loving the midnight air of the city sky. "We're here," Alec suddenly interrupted her thoughts. And when Skye looking to his side of the window, she saw the vast ocean sea, slowly growing darker as the clouds starts to show an pinkish-orange color, meaning that the sun is disappearing in the horizon any time soon.

Why was the Zales' company here of all places? She got out of the car, and the gorgeous blue expanse of ocean and sky leaped into view. The deep blue ocean was littered with small lines of white foam where the waves met each other. The golden sunlight shining on the surface made it look like stars being fished out of the water.

The sky was solid gray. There were no individual clouds; it was just a jelled block of achromatic gray. As we walked along the ocean's edge, the water seemed strangely calm as it lapped against the sandy beach. It was almost as if the sea was expending its energy elsewhere. It seemed possible, as according to the resort's weather report the storm was still safely north and supposed to miss the entire island completely.