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

It never occurred to him that he, too, would one day be resistant to being exposed to the vast expanse of sky.

If it weren't for Sean and Ivan, he might hide in the elevator and dare not take a step.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The three explorers evenly breathed and walked under the sky together, as if going through a terrible trial together.

Aaliyah 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 urge them, and they happily walked to the barbed wire fence on the edge of the roof place, overlooking the whole city with some excitement.

The sky that is too empty seems to be a burden on their heads. However, after facing the fear directly, people will gradually adapt to such suffering.

New Testament reporters still have confidence in human courage, but the premise of this confidence is not to evade.

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

Therefore, although he also wrote horror stories, he actually doesn't believe in his slightly mystical statements that over-description of fear.

After all, the fear that humans are obsessed with comes from imagination, and if those things that cause fear appear in front of them inescapably...

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

What people fear is actually fear itself.

The oppressive feeling from the sky eased a little bit, and the three men who were a little stiff before finally walked to the edge of the roof, opened their frozen eyes, and plunged into the superb view of Harris...

There is always a good view from a high place, and the view here is even more breathtaking than the top of the Ferris wheel.

The distant horizon is blurred in the night, and the untouchable night sky is like a curtain around the sky. If you observe carefully, you can find that the chaotic area presents a gentle arc, which makes the whole world appear a little distorted.

At your feet, you can enjoy the treasure of the Newlander continent-New York City.

Hudson Bay encloses the central Harris area like a beautifully curved ribbon, like some kind of organic arrangement, centered on the Kingdom of God Building, the closer it is to the building, the brighter the lights.

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

Human beings 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 some 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.

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

In order to soothe his nervous nerves, Moonlight tried to describe what he had just imagined, causing Sean and the others to look at this somewhat romantic pianist at the moment.

After finishing speaking, Moonlight shrugged with a smile, as if repeating the sentence: All pianists are poets.

Inspired by the moonlight, in Ivan's eyes, the scene under his feet also reminded him of some associations.

"Don't you think that the roads extending in all directions look like something?"

"Like what?" Aaliya Dickinson, a real poet, didn't express her opinion at this time, and she seemed to love to listen.

Pointing to the slowly flowing traffic, Ivan said, "It's like the blood vessels in an animal's body, and the Fifth Avenue under your feet is like the aorta..."

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

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

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

"It's just that people living this life are lonelier."

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

Living in New Testament with Sean is naturally good, but recalling the days in the Green Country, I also understand the unsatisfactory side of city life.

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

Sean does not reject such conversations. He likes to chat with the workers of Donald's Brewery, and he likes to chat with his sister about literature.

The words of the crowd also ignited his imagination, but it was not appropriate for him to say these words.

The city below does seem like a huge organism, but…

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

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

For no apparent reason, Sean thought of something tiny: glowing moss.

Perhaps, if the existence in the sky looks down at the world at this time, what he sees is nothing but a thin layer of glowing moss clinging to the surface of the earth.

This kind of insignificance reflected by the grandeur is logically discouraging: what Chiongji wants to achieve in his life is just to have a place in a field of "glowing moss"?

But for Sean Dickinson, this smallness made him feel at ease.

The spokesperson of Frederick Nietzsche, Johnson H. Rockefeller, the Six Saints and even Keane, "Contemporary Adam" David...

Even the most outstanding existence among these human beings cannot escape such insignificance.

Perhaps even, on a cosmic scale, the "gods" are but fleeting flashes.

All grandeur is but another kind of smallness.

What he thought was an overwhelming nightmare was just a series of electrical signals in his head.

All we have to fear is fear itself.

Sean closed his eyes, his sky phobia healed without medicine.

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

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

It seems that her brother has changed~lightnovelpub.net~ Aaliyah turns her head to look at Sean from time to time...

She felt that he seemed to have become calmer and calmer, as deep as an ocean, and no storm could cause 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 younger sister, Sean specially let her take a bath first, while he just poured a cup of hot water and sat on the green leather sofa facing the window.

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

These devout devotees sat by candlelight, listening to Mrs. Hopman, oblivious to the fact that the "God Maker," or God himself, was observing the place through the statue of Lady Hersheys.

Sean, who was quite far away from the mission site on Perris Street, frowned while sitting in his home...

Because he discovered one thing: there were three new joiners sitting at the mission site of the Hopmans, but only two candles were lit.