A Sound Soul Dwells Within A Sound Mind Novels & Stories

Slowly the voices deemed into the background, and in their stead came the rondo of the sound of emotions. Joy was as empty as it was full. It was a tease of beauty, rich and fulfilling, seeking to encompass all things. It was like the sound of a cup of mead getting full, like the sound of tree barks cracking as they aged. It was what he believed life was supposed to sound like. It was the little things given attention. The sound of an infant’s palm creasing or an old man smiling. A child chasing a dog or a mother kissing a babe. It was the sound of everything and nothing.

' A voice that sounds very much like my own sings. "My conscious?" I ask perplexed. 'Yes, I am you and you are a part of me. We are one.' "You said that you have something to tell me?" My voice quivers with uncertainty and I begin to wonder if this is the start of me losing my mind. 'Together we have been abused, treated like shit and used for other peoples sick fantasies. We have also committed murder and even though our mind is still intact, our body and soul has gone rogue.' Our body and soul has gone rogue?

whispered the boy, dropping a touch of insistent dictation covered by its tiny tone. “Where are we?” he inquired. “Wake up, Praxis.” “Wake up!” The boy repeatedly hissed, but Praxis could fully understand nothing. The boy started it from a simple whisper that grew louder and louder until he screamed from the top of his lungs. It reverberated all around, each and every part of the abyss, entered inside his ears that covering it would still persistently make its way in. The echoes entering his head made him felt a bit unsteady. For countless times, his body seemed to have weakened again. He sat on the ground, eyes wide open, get laid on the floor, and until the deafening echoes enveloped the c

But more intelligent Who escapes the fight He is truly intelligent Learn to fight To never fight. Use the small You get big. Avoiding fights - you will find peace. Peace is the power of life. In peace all is one And nothing will disturb. The soul is calm The mind is clear and bright. Go to purity And you will come to a beautiful valley of knowledge. Fill your mind with knowledge And another world will appear before you. World of prosperity and happiness. The inner world is beautiful and pure, Full of knowledge and wonders. open this world

Melody replied. “Well, I believe you can achieve anything if you put your mind to it. Your fear of this world’s noises made you feel like you could never return. I can only imagine how lonely you must have felt being down there for so long. Coming out now and seeing that you don't have to be afraid anymore, I don't think there's anything that can stop you from reaching your full potential as the Immortal of sound,” Mary said. “Yeah, but I believe that you know exactly how lonely I felt down there. In fact, you feel even lonelier than I ever did. I can hear your heartbeat, I can hear the sound of your blood flowing through your body, and I can hear the signals passing between your neurons.

It was a conduit for his past. A different sound reached me now, physical this time, shredding the silence of the penthouse. It was the sound of destruction, of furniture being hurled against walls, of a raw, guttural roaring that was more beast than man. It was the sound of a soul being flayed alive.

The flame grew quiet inside her. It did not go out. It did the opposite. It calmed down. It no longer raged or demanded. It watched. It breathed with her. Like they had joined the same old rhythm, a shared pulse the world itself had forgotten. Sky stood still in that strange, timeless place. This was the level of the mind, where chains, wounds, and prison walls did not exist. Only truth. The deepest core of the soul. And there, in the middle of the ring of fire, under the stars… something moved.

Child of the Unbound. The sound burrowed beneath her ribs. “What is this?” she gasped. The words felt wrong here, like they didn’t belong to her mouth. Kael’s expression darkened. “The soulstream beneath all realms—the artery of Death itself.” The Vein pulsed, as though acknowledging him.

Mallory tried asking them where their original husk was, but they didn’t say as it was equal to saying how to kill yourself. So, Mallory then thought back about the oddity she didn’t notice. ‘Come to think of it, If I talk with them, and then go to another area, it seems like I’m still talking to the same person as the conversation continues. And even with how many plants there are just a few I can hear. Why didn’t I find that odd before?’ While she was contemplating why, they then told her another thing. [The maturity of a soul depends on how long it has been ‘awake’. You can talk to the more mature living souls, and that’s one of the unique traits of being the Goddess’ Blessed.]

They hear it with their ears, of course, but also resounding inside their minds and their hearts as well. The fresh, piercing sound of a little baby’s first cry.