دانلود رمان انگلیسی “شیرجه رفتن در سیاه چال” – عمیق ترین سطح را هدف بگیرید -جلد هفتم

On the deck, I sucked in a lungful of the nice ocean air. The nose- tickling smell of the sea was so invigorating, and the salty breeze blew through my bangs pleasantly. I looked up at the sky, a boundless expanse of blue, and at the center of that clear-weather canvas shone the pure-white sun, its rays shooting in every direction. The reflections of the one ever- rounder sun up above, glittering on the water, looked like a dozen or so little suns. The great deep that stretched beyond the horizon struck a slightly lighter shade of blue than the sky; while darker than aqua blue, it was still paler than blue blue, making for a beautiful ocean hue that was different from the sky. The canvas of the waves was painted with irregular patches of dark indigo as well. If I had to guess, I’d say the color shifted depending on how deep the water was there. Now there was a use of color that surpassed any art, and it could only be found in nature. A silver fish jumping from under the surface, a white bird flapping in the distance…the music of the sea playing alongside the quiet splashing of the wavelets. I closed my eyes and soaked in that exquisite music. It was truly tranquil, peaceful. I thought so from the bottom of my heart. But my heart itself wasn’t tranquil. The opposite of the clear sky above, ominous clouds darkened my soul. So much so that I let out a sigh. “Ugh.” My heartbeat was alarmingly fast, and I felt suffocated, which wasn’t helped by the pain of this mouth ulcer. I even got the feeling my skin was getting slightly chapped and rough. The rings around my eyes now deeper, I couldn’t hide my fatigue. “My stomach hurts…” I muttered, blurting out what I was thinking deep down toward the beautiful blue sky.