A Silent Voice X の小説・ストーリー

Lightsticks beamed brightly in the darkness, flooding the space with vibrant hues. "Silence speaks for those who listen." Kyle's magnetic voice came through as he jumped down the swing. The music gradually grew louder. "This song tells the story of a boy who took forever to understand the whispers of his silence, finally losing the girl he loves," he continued. "Hope you'll enjoy it."

I then went out. The loud, irritating giggles and soft mourns inside the minivan was what catch my ears as I approach it. I placed down the tank of oil. I could see Ten’s broad tattooed back facing straight at the window and his head underneath Sophie’s school skirt as Sophie lets out soft mourns. I rapidly pulled the front door open with my gun pointing straight at Ten’s sharp huge face. “Bitch” he said between his teeth with his red eyes staring straight at the gun’s barrel.

I saw two silhouettes moving towards us before everything went black. -----☆----- I could hear voices speaking but didn't know who they belonged too or what they were saying. I slowly stirred from my sleep and buried my face into the pillow. Wait, a pillow? My eyes immediately flew open and I was surrounded by white walls with pastel flowers painted on them. My hand was connected to an IV tube and the heart monitor was slowly beeping. I immediately knew I was in hospital but how I got there I did not quite know. The voices speaking were coming from outside the door and soon enough the door opened to review Dr. Dave with a clipboard in hand and mum closely behind him.

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.

“Hello, who is th-“ “Ryker, please- please help me.” Sophia’s voice cried out through the phone. Ryker became alerted immediately. “It hurts so bad, i- I can’t… breathe.” There was noise in the background. Her voice sounded so weak which made Ryker panicked. He knew Sophia too well, she would never play a prank like this on him.

she signed and asked Jacqueline. “Oh! He is Xavier Hills of the Silent Moon Pack” she signed back. When growing up, she had heard so much about the Hills pack family, and she had heard her father saying they were silent but the most feared pack of the entire wolf packs they had ever known. Jacqueline turned to look at the Alpha and then heads to turn and sign to Nathalia that the Alpha wanted to have a conversation with her. Now she knew she could no longer avoid him or his eye contact he had seen her talk with Jacqueline, which meant she could talk to him too without any worry.

I said. “I never was,” she answered. And I believed her. ⸻ ENDING SCENE XENIA’S POV They think silence is defeat. It is not. Silence is a space I can fill with my own voice when I am ready. And I am almost ready.

My eyes scanned our surroundings and saw that we were on that lake where Alaric and I disappeared before and met Xavier. “Did he call for us?” Maya asked, clueless as I am. I shook my head without fully understanding what was happening but waiting for things to unfold. I know something is about to happen here. I could feel it in my bones. “There is immense power in silence. The quieter you become, the more you can hear.” I heard a voice from far away. It was like a voice of reason, telling me not to fret and worry about the silence cloaking us. Maya tilted her head to the side, listening.

SIERRA The silence in the cave was suffocating, wrapping around me like an iron chain. I slumped against the cold, jagged wall, tears streaking down my face. For days—or had it been weeks?—I had been hearing their voices. Soft, familiar whispers that called out to me, a lifeline in this dark abyss. But now, even they were gone. I was utterly alone. I pressed my hands to my ears, trying to drown out the oppressive silence. “Why?” I whispered to the emptiness, my voice breaking. “Why is this happening to me?”

She raised it to her ear. And heard—not a roar, not a scream— But a memory. A voice she hadn’t heard since the Final Mouth: > “One of us chose silence. One of us stayed behind.” --- Maya stumbled backward. Sefina appeared beside her moments later, dagger drawn, eyes wide. “I heard it too.” “You heard it?” Maya asked. Sefina nodded slowly, face pale. “In my dream. In the shell. It said… there’s a voice still caught in the echo.”