A Silent Voice Shouko นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It was so quiet that it was eerie. After walking for fifteen minutes, Xiao Chen only felt colder and colder. He still couldn't find Su Lianyue anywhere. The forest before him seemed endless. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find an exit anywhere. Out of the blue, a soft voice came from in front of him. "Young Master?" Xiao Chen thrust his palm and the momentum dissipated the fog in front of him. He stared in the direction of the voice, where he could faintly make out a purple silhouette. He carefully walked over. "Fairy?"

He was filled with fear and couldn't keep up with their conversation. "As you can see, I am a ghoul...!!" he heard Mr. Gojo shout. He sat down in shock and fear. He was afraid to look in their direction, fearing that they might be in front of him already. He couldn't even recognize Mr. Gojo in this form right now. It was like a wild creature in a dark forest who is trying to look for its prey. Because of this, he just wanted to run away. But he stumbled and fell to the ground, making a sound that caught Raia and Glutton's attention.

a voice called, distant but familiar. I didn’t have the strength to respond. My eyes fluttered shut as the darkness took over. Finally, silence.

he called softly. She turned, brushing away her tears. Despite her sadness, she didn’t want to show her vulnerability to anyone, not even to her friends who were like family to her. She managed a pained smile, which only deepened Alex’s concern. He sat beside her quietly, allowing her to lean on his shoulder as they shared a silent, comforting moment.

The light in my hands had a hint of darkness swimming in it, and I took another deep breath, endeavouring to picture a serene environment. In a second, I could hear water gushing, the chirping of birds echoing in my head, along with the soothing sound of waves clashing with themselves, masking the water whoosh. Whispers resounded, floating past my ears, and the softness of the voice filled me with inexplicable calmness. Her scattered words were soon beginning to make sense; they no longer lapped against themselves. “What do you seek, my child?” The soft voice said. I said nothing, perking up when I felt a presence move behind me. Fuyu had asked me to maintain focus no matter what.

On this silent night, I can hear my silent cries the loudest. 🔸🔸🔸

“It’s old, but I found it yesterday. I think you’re gonna like it.” Silvia played it and gawked. Vector was just perfect. It was a guitar ballad, sang in English by Maaya Sakamoto, their favorite Japanese voice actress/singer since they were kids. Easy rhythm, her sweet voice, romantic lyrics. And while she replayed it, the images just popped up in her head. Absolutely. From that moment on, she started planning the clip itself. And she was surprised that, for once, her wild imagination stuck to scenes she could actually shoot.

It was the only way he could rid of his raging emotions when it comes to the other boy. Kinsley being unable to link with the pack became the biggest disappointment to Skylar, unbeknownst to the boy in question. They shared the same birthday. That midnight of Kinsley’s twelfth birthday, Skylar was there, somewhere. He knew before that he couldn't communicate with anyone in the pack through the link but that night, he wished he would be able to once he achieved his primal shift.

Sophia We walk in silence, the sounds of the forest enveloping us. The crunch of leaves beneath our feet, the distant call of an owl, the soft whisper of the wind through the trees—these are the only noises that fill the air between us. Yet, the silence isn’t empty. It’s thick, almost alive, vibrating with all the things left unsaid, all the emotions neither of us is willing to voice.

Then the light faded once more, leaving only silence—and the hum of the Node continuing on its own. --- Later — Kyoto Courtyard Night had fallen. Snow drifted like ash across the quiet gardens. Sophia sat on a bench beside the reflecting pool, watching ripples distort the stars above. Elise joined her, wrapping a blanket around her shoulders. “So,” Elise said softly, “the Voice knows boundaries now.” Sophia smiled faintly. “It’s learning them the same way we did—by making mistakes.” They sat in silence for a long time. Then Elise spoke again. “Do you think it’ll ever become… something more than us?”