Beyond That The Sea Novels & Stories

The weather seemed to mirror the collective sorrow that filled the hearts of those in attendance. Crystal sat amidst a sea of mourners, her gaze sweeping across the room. Family, friends, and acquaintances had gathered to pay their respects, their faces etched with sorrow and sympathy. She searched for Chloe, her best friend, who stood by her side, her eyes swollen and red from countless tears. Crystal knew that it was almost time—time to say their final goodbyes. She tried not to be so bitter about it but in the end it all came down to one thing, life was cruel and unfair.

The scene is filled with a heavy silence as i stared out at the sea, my mind reeling with the sudden turn of events. The only sound that breaks the stillness is the gentle lapping of the waves against the shore. The air is thick with the smell of salt and seaweed, and the only movement is the occasional seagull flying overhead. The water is a deep blue, almost black in some places, and the waves are choppy and restless. In the distance, a storm is brewing, and the sky is darkening with ominous clouds. It's as if the world itself is mourning the loss of Dr. Ingres.

No point in using a bowl when I can drink it from the pan. I walk outside and sit on the porch and let the soup cool slightly as I look at the treeline. The sound of the gulls in the air brings me back to the present that I am not far enough away from the sea. I need to move further away. It’s like the waters I once ruled are taunting me with the melody, knowing I will never be able to return. Lost in my self loathing, I didn’t realise someone had entered the territory. Another reminder that I have no power.

One corner was burned, but I could still see my face. “Wendy,” he said to the photo, his words slurred. “I think… I saw you today… by the sea… wearing a white dress…” I stood beside him and reached out, wanting to touch his hair. However, my hand passed straight through. “I’m sorry…” he kept saying. “I’m sorry… I should have believed you… I should have protected you… I should have…” He broke down crying, like a child, curling up in the chair and hugging the frame.

she echoed. A soft breeze swept through, carrying the faint scent of salt and flowers. The sound of waves whispered in the distance, calm and endless. They stopped for a moment, looking out at the ocean—two figures outlined against the silver light, quiet and content. And as the stars began to appear one after another, Sophia closed her eyes, silently wishing that this peace would last forever.

Expression impassive, he turned and left my room at once, as if everything that just happened between us had been an illusion of mine. I vaguely overheard some of their conversation. The words "pregnancy" and "feeling unwell" hit me like a bucket of cold water. That night, I sat stiffly in my room without going to bed. Cesare never came back. I should've seen that coming, no? Sonia, Cesare's true love, was back. They were even about to have a child together. Perhaps I could regain some of my pathetic dignity by voluntarily walking away from everything.

I looked up at me, "It's no longer any of your business, Ian. We're about to get divorced." Ian reached out to take the luggage from me easily, as my hands no longer had much stamina in them. I hissed with pain, and he anxiously held it, but I flung his hand away. "Tia…" He called out my nickname softly. If this were three months ago, I would probably be touched by the affection in his voice, but I was already numb from everything. "Why are you having regrets now? Are you really concerned about me, or are you regretting that these hands can no longer help you deal with your migraine?"

Even the calm sea seemed to pause. Hope tightened her grip on the lantern. "What happened there?" Caelum looked toward the distant horizon. Their voice was barely above a whisper. "No one remembers." The pale-blue lantern dimmed for just a heartbeat. "But I believe..." They looked back at us. "...that's exactly why you must go." Far beyond the Silent Sea... where even the stars hesitated to shine... a single ember glowed in the darkness. Not waiting to be found. Waiting... to be remembered. ✨

However, as they moved farther from the coastline and the sun began to set, night fell. The ship grew quiet and solitary. In the vast ocean, there was nothing but water. It created a suffocating feeling. “We’ve entered the deep sea area...” Leon said to Andrius, “Even in the borders of the deep sea, there’s a chance of encountering groups of sea beasts...” Noir smiled brightly. “We won’t be that lucky, right?” Leon shrugged and said nothing. Then, most people returned to their respective rooms. Andrius sat on his bed, meditating. His extraordinary soul energy extended from his body, silently exploring the surrounding sea.

I didn't dare look behind me. But it followed. I could feel it. The thing from beyond. When we reached the water's edge, I collapsed to my knees. The river should've offered safety, sanctuary. But it boiled, bubbles rising, steam rising higher. Malen cried out and fell, convulsing. His body twisted unnaturally, veins glowing a violent purple. I screamed and reached for him. I wanted to save him at all costs. He didn't deserve so much pain. It hurt me to see him like this.