As the day turn into night a vibrant purple color fill the sky etching into every nook and cranny of the atmosphere. The gentle cold wind pressing against my face as I stare into the horizon as if it has locked my emerald green eyes. "Man this island is beautiful, I would love to stay in vacation here forever", Jarquis exclaimed happily as he sits on the fluffly cushion like grass. "I could have a short story right now and im set to sleep", Jarquis whispered to himself while preparing to lay down.
"HEY YOU!", a deep voice echoed through the air alarming Jarquis. "WHAT THE ****, WHO SAID THAT!" , Jarquis squealed. Jarquis looked around his surroudings in search of the person who echoed throughout the whole area. The thin blades of the grass swayed left and right from the wind showing no signs of life in the area. "man I must be dreaming or something, I swear I heard someone shouted towards me", Jarquis said to himself. "YEA YOU'RE RIGHT I SHOUTED TOWARDS YOU!", the voice echoed towards Jarquis again. "OKAY MAN WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DO YOU WANT?", Marquis yelled out towards the horizon.
"I am one who you shall call ... THE WISE SKY!", The sky introduced itself to Jarquis. "HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?", Jarquis cried out to the sky shivering from fear. "Foolish child.. I have been here for thousands of years talking to people in this small island", uttered The Wise Sky in a deep yet smooth voice. The waves from the ocean increased more as the sky spoke towards Jarquis.
"Well then..", Jarquis spoke in a nervous tone. "Why are speaking to me then?", Jarquis called out to the sky. The moon became much more brighter after Jarquis spoke. "I heard that you wanted to hear short stories so I want to share to you random short stories I know of", The Wise Sky replied in a gentle manner. Jarquis became silent after hearing the reply.
"Well what short stories do you know of?", the teen boy reply. "I know of many, however it is past my time limit to talk so I shall explain tomorrow again same time.", The Wise Sky declared. The waves slowed down into its normal pace and the island became silent again. "Man... What just happened to me today..", Jarquis talked to himself as he walks back to his vacation house.
Readers this is the beginning of a barrage of random conversations of the sky and Jarquis stay tuned for the next one!
( also this is not a serious series so I will not put in effort to make it a proper story for a novel but more like a simple bed time story about the conversations Jarquis has with the wise sky also listen to the youtube video while reading it really captures the vibe im going for).
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Short Stories From The Wise Sky
HumorJarquis is a teen boy that went on a solo vacation to an island living in his grandpa's vacation house. However his relaxing holiday may not be a normal one.... yes there is a talking sky....
