Echo Of Distant Water Novels & Stories

Not just one but at least four maybe five seemed to be frolicking around in the distant water. Then a flash of light blue showed ever so briefly between them, before vanishing qagain in the fathoms of darkness surrounding the Dolphins. It was like a drop of the daytime sky and melted and poured into the ocean. My sky. "LEO!" Dhruv's roar sounded over the roar of the motorboat's engine and reached my ears before the cold slimy sensation crept around me with a loud splash. Did I jump into the dark waters of the mighty Atlantic ocean?

Countdown: 3 seconds. The sound of the waves suddenly grew distant, like the world was bowing out. Countdown: 1 second. "Goodbye." Time hit zero. [The End]

The chorus rose and fell, and the grove answered like a lung inhaling. Far beyond the valley, a distant howl, low and reverent, rose into the night. Delph’s voice, thin across the miles, a note that slid under the ritual’s music and set the air vibrating differently. I felt him then not as memory but as nearness, the bond brightening like a struck flint.

The pain was beyond human it was a tearing, a hollowing. But I did not fight it. The water carried me under. The noise of the world dulled, replaced by a hum low, endless, comforting in its enormity. When I opened my eyes, there was no darkness. Only light soft blue and red, mingling like veins beneath translucent skin. Shapes moved in the distance. They were not fish. They were older, slower. Bones draped in coral, faces carved from stone, eyes glowing faintly white. The Deep Choir, the ocean’s ancient ones things that had listened long before gods learned how to speak.

The current was strong, biting into my lungs as darkness crawled around the edges of my vision. Somewhere above, through the haze of sound and memory, I thought I heard Astrid’s voice soft, broken, trembling. “I told you, Eve… I’m ending this.” The water carried me away , past the trees, past the banks, past everything that had once been home. My body felt weightless, my eyes fluttering as the world dimmed to nothing but shadows and water and pain. Danny’s laugh echoed in my head before it all went dark And then, silence.

We are standing on the edge of a cliff, the land dropping steeply beneath us, revealing a river far below. The water stretches endlessly, shimmering under the golden light of the late afternoon sun, rippling with a soft breeze that carries the faintest scent of earth and water. From up here, the river looks like a ribbon of liquid gold, weaving through the landscape, reflecting the sky above. The world feels silent, save for the distant rush of water and the occasional whisper of wind against the rocks. There are no crowds, no city noise—just us.

As his fingertips brush against Finrir's lashes, the pearlescent droplets fade away, leaving only a faint shimmer in the water. A distant light catches Tritan's eye, drawing his attention beyond the confines of their intimate moment. With a slight tilt of his head, he directs Finrir's gaze towards the glowing beacon. In that instant, their mental bond sparks to life, and Tritan clearly hears Finrir's deep, husky voice resonate within his mind.

[Erin] The fire dances in a massive blaze, swaying just as the warm wind blows around us. Its soft crackles resonated, transcending the tranquil sound of waves lapping up against the shore. The moon hovers in the night sky, reflecting its soft glow into the water, making it look so ethereal.

Somewhere ahead, water whispered, old and deep. We were close. Too close.

The church bells rang in the distance, startling the waterbirds, which quickly skimmed across the clear blue lake at once. I still never looked back.