Bf X Sky 소설 & 이야기

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

I raised my brow as Nana sneaked me a wink and zoomed off, her gray hair standing out. "Luke and Alex are gonna be together for a while. We should take a walk around?" He asked. "I don't want to impose." I said not meeting his eyes. "If this is imposing, then, so be it." He teased me. "I've had enough of the mobile games and would love to take a walk, come walk with me?" He said and after a while added, "Steyn." I nodded. Looking at him now, I figured out why he was named Sky. His eyes were a light shade of blue that gave you this feeling of drowning in them if you stared too much.

The moon stands high in the sky above the crowd exhausted by waiting when something starts changing on the stage. A good half an hour has passed since the warm up band has left, and their instruments have been replaced by new ones, including an impressive drums set with ‘Fake Drug’ printed on every surface. The air is filled with muffled music coming from the dynamics and the noise of thousands of people talking and shifting, stretching their tired muscles.

"Mhm?" "Words?" "My arms are aching already," he gestured with his arms. "Won't you hug me?" "No," Alex looked away, trying to hide his smile. "Put your arms down." "Noo." "Come on," Alex replied Seb's whine. "People could see us." "It's almost midnight, Blue," Seb insisted. "Everyone's in their tent so there's no way anyone can see us." "But-" "My arms are aching." "Fine," Alex finally said and moved closer to him to have him wrap his arms around him. "Happy now?"

It was a huge stone tower, three times bigger than Ironridge. "Calm down. Breathe," Serena said from the seat beside me. "I am breathing." "You're not. You're staring at that building like we're heading to a haunted house." Josh looked up from his phone and peered at me. He was seated next to Serena. "You can still turn back." "Josh!" "I'm just noting that the option exists." "Why would you even say that? We already talked about this. I've come too far to chicken out." Josh shrugged and leaned back in his seat.

They had to talk to each other before talking to Moon and Sky. "What you want Xan"? Sky asked once he left those buttery lips that he never wanted to leave. Moon held his back to his chest, already processing to open his shirt and jeans that Sky pulled down to his legs. He parted his legs and wrapped them around his shoulders bending down a bit.

'' said Sky . The servant bowed, closed the door, and left . Sky took off his jacket and t-shirt then wore his sleeping clothes . After finishing dinner , he closed the lights and took a glass of wine . His upper part of the body was covered by a messy and unwell buttoned shirt . His chest was being lightened by the moonlight . The atmosphere was quiet and peaceful . ' I need to find that source that grandfather talked about . It's weird ! At the beginning I could feel it even though it was weak , now I can't even catch a glimpse of it . What has changed ?! '

I've waited a long time for this. Me: I'm also happy, Sky. It feels perfect. I reply to him with a smile on my face. Sky: Sweet dreams, Trouble. Dream of me. I've been dreaming of you for so long, now it's your turn to dream of me. Me: What kind of dreams are those? Sky: They're wild. But don't worry, I'll show you soon. Now good night. Me: Good night, Sky. See you tomorrow.

Every instinct screams at me to turn back to the safety of the bridge. The canopies of the remaining pods suddenly open, exposing my companions still in hibernation, utterly unaware of the impending danger. The monitors have either malfunctioned, or this is a safety device. I force myself not to panic as my breathing becomes labored from the lack of oxygen. I have almost reached Beth. She stares up at me, and I can see relief in her eyes. There is no time to consider the consequences. I rip out her tubes and remove the restraints. Globular clusters of blood and fluid float upward to the widening fracture and disappear. Beth stretches out a hand, “Skye, help me,” she whispers.

Jace has always been the type to love stuff that made adrenaline pulse in his veins, stuff that was amusing to him, no matter how serious and dangerous it may be. So I was sure as hell convinced that indeed, he's fed up with watching the night with me. "You're wrong. Everything about the night sky is beautiful. Look right there," I pointed to the sky. "Do you see that? The stars align in a weird shape, but if you look closely and use your imagination, you would see that the stars are telling you something." Jace strained his eyes on what I was pointing at, squinting and scrutinizing. "Fuck. I don't see anything, Foxy. You're making me look like an old man with poor eyesight," he grumbled.