A Sound Soul Dwells Within A Sound Mind Novels & Stories

I wanted to cry, to scream, but as always, in my dreams I was tied down, face up, legs spread, unable to move, just waiting for them to come for me again. Waiting for the terror to begin anew. A prison made of memories. A wound that never closed. But then, something changed. Something impossible. While I wept, a voice emerged from the void. It was sweet, soft, different. It didn’t command me. It didn’t hurt me. It whispered. —“ It’s okay, sunshine. You’re safe,",” it murmured, hypnotically soft. My body reacted before my mind could. I relaxed, clinging to those words like a lifeline in the middle of the storm.

The gentle rustling of leaves, carried away by the forceful gusts of wind, fills my ear canals. The dulcet tones of a beloved melody, orchestrated by the very hand of Mother Nature, overflow into the air. It’s like she is whispering to me in a hushed tone, saying, "Don't throw in the towel. Fight. You got to own your mind, body, and soul, kid. It's the only way to survive in this world. The streets are tough, and the sharks are always circling. But if you're in control of yourself, they can't touch you.” I absorb all the wise words she hums solely for me.

he admitted and bowed his head. “Yes, Blake, you can't fight through everything,” I said. “You should try using that brain of yours.” “What do you suggest we do?” he asked. I went towards him and crossed my arms around his neck, and whispered in his ear. “They are listening to us. That day we went hiking, I heard your voice in my mind. Can you do it again?” He spoke without moving his lips. “Can you hear me?” “Yes,” I said in my mind. “Can you hear me?”

His head throbbed, pulse quickened and blood flowed through each of his veins at the speed of light. His body was burning in fury just like the dry dead branches burned caught in the flaming fire. Burned till the monstrous flame extinguished at last satisfied by turning the branch into ashes.

Its sound was like music that brought the same peace of silence to a mind hounded by cacophonous murmurs of death. Calling to me.

Chapter 41: Don’t be afraid “My soul has been searching for you. Your soul and mine are one,” “We appear and disappear within each other. I close my eyes, even though you are miles away, I can feel you in every breathe I take. We are always meant to be as one.”

Death is not the End Don’t be ungrateful Life isn’t yours to keep forever Life is just a trip remember Anything that is born. has to die Yes It doesn’t matter If ur weak or strong,rich or poor, old or young Brilliant or dumb oh no. it took my father Death the great equalizer. No Don’t be scared death isn’t the end I tell you they is just a beginning from the end And from here we ride the journey of internal life. Internal life yes . peace of mind The soul never dies

I joked. “No Aiden, it isn't. It says here that with every bond, friendship, family, love, hate, desire, and the like, regardless of whether the person stays or leaves, there's always a whole or residual piece of the soul of that person left in your mind. Hence, Soul Chain”. He explained further. “That sounds stupid,” I said. We both looked at ourselves, amused by the concept of what had just read, and we laughed aloud, heartily, to our heart's content.

I reach, letting one of the tiny sparkles fall into my palm. “Where…” The fullness within me expands, filling me like a breath of fresh air in a smoky room, and I know it’s Erie. “I’m here,” a voice whispers in my mind. “It’s done,” Ms. Sage announces. “Your souls are one.”

“Um, you know soul and body are two different things. Body’s like a cloth for the soul.” His furrow deepened as he heard her. She really told him something he never learnt. It was new. “We all know that the… longing of the body goes according to the instructions of the mind. Whatever pleases the mind, the body will work tirelessly to get it right. Like…” “Your body longs for my touch?” He completed for her as he found her fidgeting with words.