A Sound Soul Dwells Within A Sound Mind Novels & Stories

Some people even thought it replicated the actual Hell. Ruax planned to trap Hade in the stone. This way he could live another 150 years in this body without being put away in a dormancy. It was a curse that whenever the Alpha of the old soul had a child, the wolf would be put to dormancy within the child. The Alpha, on the other hand, would gain another newer soul in it’s stead. It ensured that the old souls would not be able to cause such chaos. It was a kind of safety lock for the amount of time an ancient wolf can surface.

Look at everything you did, and how you did it, even before one became official? - If it were true, I wouldn't be kneeling in front of you with you alive - I whisper with my head down. - Even distressed, on her knees and with her head down, she still demonstrates her integrity to her definition. The body fell, the soul did not. Just need the mind to recover to rise again. I always bet on you. - Had fun lifting my chin - Learning, Seventh: something difficult to knock down, it always has to be down to facilitate locomotion. I know it hurts the methods, but one day it will all stop. - A loud bang sounds from one side of the gym - You won't feel anything else. Our mind always leaves a vacant sp

They both huffed and snuggled into Carson stealing glances and sticking out their tongues. "They cannot stay apart". The whole family witnessed it from the living room and smiled at them. "Yeah. They are the heart, mind and soul of each other". And that was the ultimate truth. ----- Tabby

I am ѕmаllеr now аnуwау. My mind іѕ ѕmаllеr, mу brain іѕ ѕmаllеr, and I аm ѕhrіnkіng every dау. Mу soul is dіѕарреаrіng, and mу bоdу is leaving tоо. I’vе nеvеr bееn ѕо thіn. Mу аrmѕ аrе like sticks. I am fаdіng away.

"Concerning the rumours that are going around, I feel it is only necessary to correct what people might have misunderstood. Firstly, I want us to be aware of the impact of our words. When we listen to music, it sometimes feel like home, its rythm making us recollect memories. If a mere sound can do this much, how do you think words would affect the soul then?" I see heads nodding as they write away. "If you like a music, you keep it on your phones but If you detest it,..." "You delete it.." Lena voice sounded and I turn to look at her. She shrug with a smile before going back to her phone.

I yelp as it ricochets off the temple walls, barely missing one of the Elders before shattering into silver dust. “Oops,” I mutter, shaking out my hands. “That one had a temper.” I look around but nobody looks the least bit humoured. Later then. A different Elder, one with eyes like polished moonstone, steps forward. “No focus. You are reaching without listening.” “I was listening-” “Not with your ears. With your soul.” Is it me or they are overly dramatic? I bite back a sarcastic reply and nod. “Right. Soul-listening. Got it.”

Go figure. May my soul rest in perfect peace.

He was completely unsure of what to do next, as he struggled to get his mind around everything that had just happened. He almost thought that he was actually about to lose his mind, when suddenly and out of nowhere he heard an enchanting voice echoing across the wind and somehow settling deep in the center of his mind. It was mesmerizing and hypnotic, and it seemed to be causing him to focus only on the sound that was melting into his ears and all the way to the center of his soul.

James had seen the Chaos Sacred Art before, this was not his first time. However, he could not grasp the meaning of the characters within it during his previous attempt. The Chaos Sacred Art’s scriptures eluded his understanding. The last time he read it, he seemed to enter a peculiar state where his mind wandered, and it felt like his soul detached from his physical body. In that fleeting moment, he heard a mysterious and deafening voice, which deeply resonated with his heart. At that moment, he referred to it as the “Sound of the Universe”.

Breathe and believe that everything shall be fine in the end; if it is not, that only means that it is not yet the end. She does not only live in her own body; she lives in mine too. We are part of each other; we are one. I hear her footsteps in the passageways of my heart. Her voice echoes through my veins. I can see her face in the mirrors of my memories. She has engraved herself deep into my soul. She will forever be a part of me.