Ephemeral mga kuwento

【 Ephemeral 】─── 𝓢omething beautiful that lingers only for a moment, like a whisper of light that fades before you can hold it. Yeon Sieun 𝒙 Female!Oc whc 𝒊 - whc 𝒊𝒊 started - 04 / 11 / 26 ended - status - 𝒐𝒏-𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈

My poetry is a collection of everything I feel but don't always know how to say, it holds the noise of my mind, fragments of thought, emotions, observations, and moments I've lived and dreamed, shifting between themes as I try to make sense of my life.

Happiness. Love. Problems. Heartbreak. Pain. Acceptance. Healing. She thought that loving him will give her the happiness she wanted. She thought that it will be easy to love someone who's busy loving another woman. "I love you, you know how much I love you... but this time, I'm choosing myself, until the next sunset, Reihl..." "You can now have your freedom... I will always support you. Until the next sunset, Chi..."

-revised and english version. *** The rain fell in a soft, steady rhythm, each drop a tiny drumbeat against the pavement. Aurora stood mesmerized, her gaze drawn to the glistening city lights reflected in the puddles. A hand reached out, gently pulling her under the shelter of an awning. "You'll come, right, Samuel? You said I should be patient and wait for you." Her voice, barely a whisper, carried the weight of unspoken longing. He wasn't there. The comforting warmth of his presence, the familiar scent of his cologne, were all gone. He had said those words to soothe her, to quell the storm brewing within her. But the storm raged on, a tempest of emotions she couldn't control. Her fist clenched, a silent plea to hold back the tears that threatened to spill. She felt a pang of guilt, a betrayal of the man beside her, Felix, who had been so kind, so patient. But in this moment, her thoughts were a thousand miles away, drawn to a boy with eyes the color of the summer sky, a boy who had promised her a future they might never have. Two weeks. Two weeks that stretched into an eternity, a cruel reminder of the promises they had made, promises that seemed to fade with each passing day. Aurora knew she should let go, let the memories fade like the rain-washed city lights. But the echo of his laughter, the warmth of his hand in hers, lingered, a haunting reminder of a love that was both impossible and irreplaceable.

𝑺𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔... ᗷOOK_1 : ᗰᗴT ᗷY ᖴᗩTᗴ • Oneiric - of or relating to dreams. • Oneirataxia - the inability to distinguish between fantasy and reality. • Trouvaille - a chance to encounter something wonderful. • Desiderium - an ardent longing as for something lost. • Ephemeral - last for a way short time. Three simple girls. Well, not so simple actually. There's a lot to say about them. We dream. All of us dream of something. Something special. Because in the end, "We Are All Dreamers In An Endless Universe." If you ask me, "Can dreams come true?" I would like to say, "Sometimes dreams come true in unexpected ways." And the fact is when we yearn, wish and dream for quite hard, it somehow becomes a reality. Let me just say it was a simple yet special dream for all three of them. To go to South Korea and meet Seventeen. And needless to say their dreams were full filled. But they got something more than that too. Let me introduce you all to the chaotic trio. Mishti - the selenophile Sayesha - the astrophile Arushi - the pluviophile ( I don't own any of the photos used in this story and I have tried my best to make this story totally different from others. Enjoy☺ ) #1 - oneiric #2 - kmg( 𝐷𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟 5, 2021) #6 - carats #7 - ephemeral #51 - dreams #60 - boo #216 - hannie #289 - jun #299 - hoshi #357 - jeonghan #365 - mingyu #601 - kiss #837 - youngadoult Cover by @Niranju98

{ongoing} a short recollection of words even the most beautiful creatures die in the end

It follows Maria who embarks on a journey to save her and her brother from the shadow-hunters, filled with hidden truths as she unravels the secrets about her life and the rest of the Arcanum hiding in the shadows. As she saves her and the arcanum she meets Amir a closed off soilder going against the Bulgarian government. Together they take down the bukgairan government and she finds out he's not who he seems. - enemies to lovers - lots of tension.

LOVE SERIES #2 We're all ephemeral as raindrops. We all fall and we all land somewhere. -Solana Marie Allary The photo used as book covers is credited to there rightful owners and is use for entertainment purposes only.

In 2015, I asked myself, "What if birds could woo?" I thought it was an important enough question to store in my phone notes. Four years later during a Smartphone Spring Cleaning, I rediscovered it and thought again, "What if birds COULD woo?" This is the story that emerged.

The submarine will burst any minute now. Can he get his story written down fast enough?

princes of justice, unmasker, panic, lady misfortune, chat blanc, and ephemeral (not one short) and not from the series different plot I don't own miraculous ladybug characters

Ephemeral: (adj) lasting for a very short time. 🌙✨🌻 Originally Written By: Mimayselfandiii [All Rights Reserved.]

A Painter's Journey Through Art, Hope, and Farewell

Lighthouse Love Story is a Christian romantic novel centered around Sarah, a young woman dedicated to restoring an old lighthouse in the coastal town of Harbor's Cove. During her restoration project, she encounters Michael, the enigmatic lighthouse keeper with a mysterious past. As they work together, a deep bond forms between them, rooted in their shared dedication to the lighthouse and their journey of healing from past wounds.

"dream high, dream big!" - CEO Yulhee

Una chica nueva acababa de llegar a la academia Alderic, donde todas las razas podían convivir y estudiar en paz sin ser juzgado por tu raza, o...eso decían. Pues esto no era del todo cierto ya que, a escondidas del director se aprovechaba mucho para que las razas superiores molesten o muestren superioridad de alguna forma a las razas mas inferiores. Aunque ésta chica no era de una raza baja, pues era una mujer gato, una de las clases más altas estando casi al nivel de los demonios y vampiros aunque no superasen a estas razas. La protagonista se irá poco a poco vinculando con los personajes principales hasta quizá.. ¿Llegar a algo más? Puede contener lemon de vez en cuando, aunque esto sera previamente advertido para quienes no les guste puedan saltarselo uwu Los personajes no son mios! En fin, espero que les guste este nuevo proyecto^^

The bond between Earth and Zarautha stretches beyond human comprehension. Were they gods or travelers from a fallen empire? Legends speak of a forgotten war, a messianic emperor who defied eternity, and a weapon capable of devouring souls. Harper Bancroft, amidst the echoes of the collapsing Soviet Union, unearths a mystery buried in the records of an ancient artificial intelligence. A being known as The Hungry One whispers from the darkness, demanding its tribute. And among the remnants of an intergalactic war, one name lingers with an uncertain fate: Heinrich Wigelboton. What was lost on that fateful diazul? What sacrifice ensured humanity's survival? Between fragmented accounts, buried truths, and echoes of extinct civilizations, history weaves itself through the voices of those who still remember. But in the vast emptiness of the cosmos, one warning remains: -The past never dies. It only waits to be remembered-.

I saw a guy standing on the edge of the cliff. He was wearing a navy blue jacket, jeans and a pair of sneakers. What bothered me the most was the black bucket hat that covered half of his face. Little did I know he was South Korea's famous soloist, Byun Baekhyun. -------------- I don't own the images, all credits go to their rightful owners. :)

I am getting weary with winter, so I wrote this poem.

Warm. Light. Citrusy. Ephemeral for a lucky few who see and experience it. And if you do, should you be worried?