The Modern Age of the Mysterious

Tonight's Moonlight·1902 suddenly understood a truth: the sky is different in everyone's eyes.

It never occurred to him that he would one day feel resistant to being exposed to a large sky.

If it wasn't for Sean and Evan, he might hide in the elevator and dare not move.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The three explorers mixed their breaths and walked under the sky together, as if they were going through a terrible trial together.

Arya and Winnie, who were walking in front, noticed that the men behind them were dawdling, and couldn't help laughing, thinking that they were more or less afraid of heights, so they didn't rush, and the two happily walked to the barbed wire on the edge of the rooftop. At the place, I was quite excited to overlook the whole city.

The sky that is too empty is like a burden on their heads, but after facing the fear, people will slowly adapt to such torment.

New Testament journalists still have confidence in human courage, but the premise of this confidence is not escaping.

If you choose to escape, then the fear will really linger.

Therefore, although he also wrote horror stories, he doesn't really believe in his own words that over-describe his sense of fear and are slightly convoluted.

After all, the fears that humans are obsessed with come from the imagination, and if the things that cause them are inescapable in their presence...

The tremor it caused to the soul will decrease a little bit, or even disappear.

What people fear is actually fear itself.

The pressure from the sky eased a little bit, and the three men whose movements were a little stiff before finally walked to the edge of the rooftop, turned their frozen gaze away, and threw themselves into Harris's superb view...

There is always a good view from the top, and the scenery here is more staggering than the top of the Ferris wheel.

The horizon in the distance was blurred in the night, and the unreachable night was like a curtain outside the sky. If you look closely, you can find that the chaotic area presents a slow arc, and this arc makes the whole world appear to be somewhat distorted.

Under your feet, you can see the treasure of Newlander continent - New York City.

Hudson Bay is like a beautifully curved streamer that circles the central Harris area, like some kind of organic arrangement, with the Kingdom of God Building as the center, the closer it is to the building, the more brilliant the lights.

If the lights of this modern city are compared to shining gold, then at their feet is a golden mountain that can only appear in dreams...

Humans are like giant dragons with deep habits, accumulating all the treasures of the world here.

Moonlight suddenly found that although his imagination was based on vision, it also revealed the truth to a certain extent - after the European War, the wealth of the world gathered in Newlander. And Newlander's wealth is also piled up in the New Testament.

Jinshan is indeed a golden mountain, and the dragon is indeed entrenched in it, but the gold coins are presented in the form of lights.

In order to ease the nerves that were still a little nervous, Moonlight tried to describe what he had just imagined, which attracted Sean and others to look at the pianist who was quite romantic at the moment.

After that, Moonlight smiled and shrugged, as if telling the sentence again: Pianists are poets.

Inspired by the moonlight, in Evan's eyes, the scene under his feet also gave him some associations.

"Don't you think that the all-around road looks like something?"

"Like what?" Alia Dickinson, a real poet, did not express her opinion at this time, and she seemed to like listening.

Pointing to the slowly flowing traffic, Evan said, "It's like a blood vessel in an animal, and the Fifth Avenue underfoot is like an aorta..."

"Is there golden blood flowing?" Aaliyah's little hand was on the barbed wire, her blurry eyes illuminated by the city lights.

Ivan watched for a while, then turned his eyes: "Yes." He, who prefers silence, seems to be at ease here, "The city is a huge life."

Arya nodded, as if recalling something: "It's life...

"It's just that the people living in this life have become lonelier."

Don't be offended if I look up at the stars - cities are places where millions of people live alone.

Living in the New Testament with Sean was certainly nice, but recalling the old days in the Green countryside also brought to light the less-than-ideal side of city life.

The scenery can sometimes make people sentimental, and there are "poets" such as Aaliyah and Moonlight in the family, so their words inevitably become a little ethereal.

Sean doesn't reject such conversations. He likes to chat with the workers at Donald's Brewery, and he likes to chat with his sister about literature.

The words of the crowd also ignited his imagination, but his remarks are not suitable to say.

The city beneath my feet does seem like a giant organism, but...

What if it was in the eyes of the eye of the sky?

What does this "treasure of the dragon" and "life composed of millions of people" look like from such a height?

Shawn thought of something tiny for no reason: glowing moss.

Perhaps, if the existence in the high sky overlooks the world at this time, all he sees is just a thin layer of glowing moss clinging to the surface of the earth.

This kind of insignificance against the grandeur is logically discouraging: is what the poor want to achieve in life, but a place in a "glowing moss"?

But for Sean Dickinson, this smallness reassured him.

Frederick Nietzsche, Johnson H. Rockfield, the Six Saints and even Keene's spokesperson, "contemporary Adam" David...

The most outstanding beings among these human beings cannot escape such insignificance.

Maybe even, on a cosmic scale, the "gods" are nothing but fleeting flashes of light.

All greatness is just another kind of smallness.

I thought that the overwhelming nightmare was just a string of electrical signals in the skull.

All we fear is fear itself.

Sean closed his eyes, the sky phobia was cured without medicine.

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On the way back, Sean was a little grateful to his sister.

If Arya Dickinson hadn't chosen to visit the Kingdom of God, he probably wouldn't have overcome his fears so quickly.

Seemingly aware of some changes in her brother, Arya turns her head to look at Sean from time to time...

She felt as if he had become more calm and composed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ as deep as an ocean, and no storm could make much waves in his heart.

When I got home, it was already past ten o'clock at night. On weekdays, Aaliyah had already gone to bed. In order to take care of his sister, Sean specially let her take a shower first, but he just poured a cup of hot water and sat on the green leather sofa by the window.

He focused on the whispering voices in the soul, and on the dim candlelight—the Hopmans were giving a sermon for the newcomers.

These devout believers are sitting in the candlelight, listening to Mrs. Hopman's words, unaware of the "God Maker", or that the deity is observing the place through the statue of Ms. Hershey.

Sean, who was quite a distance from the mission site on Pelis Street, sat in his home and frowned...

Because he found one thing: the Hopmans' mission site, there were three new entrants, but only two new candles were lit.