Comfortably Numb The Departed の小説・ストーリー

Their words echoed through the hearts of those present, igniting a renewed passion for compassion and a collective pledge to keep the symphony alive. As the sun began to set, casting a warm golden glow over the city, Aric and Kaida knew it was time to embrace their final act. They stood hand in hand at the center of the square, surrounded by the symphony's echoes and the love of the city they had devoted their lives to. With one last smile, Aric and Kaida closed their eyes, allowing the symphony of compassion to guide them into eternity. The echoes of their journey reverberated through Emeridia, weaving through the lives of its citizens, forever imprinted in the city's very essence.

Make it go away. As the numbness took over my body, I left this world. I was no longer here. I was gone. My spirit vanished, broken in a thousand pieces.

Goodbye to everyone, goodbye to having a pathetic life, goodbye to the voices in my head, goodbye to having to pretend to be okay when I'm not, goodbye to being a painful reminder, goodbye to being an asshole, goodbye to Sarah, and lastly, goodbye to Temi. My stomach churned and twisted as my heartbeat pumped faster and faster like it was going to burst. I could feel my eyes starting to close and I let out a scream in agony as a sharp pained pierced and tore into my heart. It slowed down, till it finally stopped beating, my eyes closed as I welcomed the darkness. If anyone could see me, I imagined they took a glimpse at the sad smile that had rested on my face. Goodbye father. Sarah Present

I cannot touch him, I cannot hug him. “No,” I whispered. I looked at him and I saw him still lying inside the body bag. I shook my head because maybe my eyes are just tricking me. I saw him stand up and slowly walk away still with his eyes closed. “Heaven” I called him but it seems that he can’t hear me. He didn’t even dare to look at me. I saw his body still lying inside the bag and only his soul was walking. He walks out the door with his eyes still closed. As if he is being hypnotized.

Both my dignity and the love I fought for all this time were nothing but a cruel joke. I knew then that leaving was the only thing that could set me free. With a bittersweet smile, I deleted every last photo of him from my phone. ‘Goodbye, Arthur,’ I thought. ‘Goodbye to the pathetic fool I used to be.’ … The announcement sounded as the plane landed at its destination. I switched my phone back to normal mode, and notifications flooded in one after another. All of them were news about Arthur. That was not surprising. Arthur held a unique position of power, with influence over nearly all the city’s legal resources. His every move became a major public spectacle.

He had just finished speaking when I immediately looked up at him and gave him a frightened smile. "What ashes? Wasn't that a scam call? Isn't this all an elaborate trick that Isabella paid someone to play on me?" My voice was calm, but my heart was about to leap out of my throat. The old officer patted me on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "I know that this is a very difficult matter for you to accept, but dead people can't come back to life. Our deepest condolences to you. Please, come with us to the station."

Have you ever felt like you were so sad that you became numb? You couldn't move. Couldn't do anything. After crying myself to sleep last night, I lay in bed, staring at the wall blankly. I still felt that horrible pain in my chest, it throbbed with it as my mind forced me to relive Dameon Snapping at me. It emphasized every word he said, telling me how much he must have hated me.

The once vibrant spark of life within Dolph extinguished, leaving behind only a lifeless vessel. As the silence settled, a heavy burden lifted from my shoulders. Dolph's life force dissipated, and a somber calm washed over the room. "Farewell, Dolph," I whispered, a mixture of sorrow and relief tainting my voice. "May the shadows claim you for eternity, and may our paths never cross again." In the wake of this cathartic act, I turned away, leaving behind a scene forever etched in the annals of vengeance. The Moon Goddess had answered my call, granting me the strength to right the wrongs and bring closure to a chapter stained with blood.

Once again, abandoned on the way to get a marriage certificate, I felt dazed. Strangers passed by—couples, families with kids, and old couples supporting each other. Their happiness felt like an insult, as if reminding me that Rolf Trivett didn't really love me, or he wouldn't keep leaving me behind over and over. Tears spilled out before I could stop them. I lifted my head stubbornly and walked to a corner, breaking down into loud sobs.

Ethan glanced at me, then turned away with even more impatience. I did not care about that. I bit down on the pain and tried to pull the packet away from under Charlotte’s heel. Charlotte gave me a mocking smile and whispered, “Your heart must hurt so much you nearly died, right? Ha! There’s worse pain yet to come!” The long tablecloth hid her sharp heel. Charlotte’s eyes went cold. She lifted her foot and kicked my outstretched arm. The heavy heel hit my skin with a dull sound. I felt numb and could not even make a sound.