Final Breath Novels & Stories

I stayed there frozen on my seat, unable to move an inch. “Breather in and breathe out. Breathe in and then breathe out….” I kept chanting those continuously until I could finally calm my nerves. “You can do this, Aiv! You’re a strong girl.” I mentally prepared myself and slowly turned my head to see the “person” staring right through the window at me with its dark ashy green eyes. I felt a chill run down my spine. It was like someone had poured icy cold water on my naked body in winter. Our eyes locked for a second,but before I could come back to my consciousness, he disappeared.

Too many responsibilities. Tea looked up at the scorching sun, squinting to look at the clouds. She listened to the birdsong that charmingly danced against her eardrums. She wiped the sweat off her perspiring forehead then rubbed it on her dirty, muddy vest which covered only her chest. She walked towards the corner of the still dirty floor and left the broom there, already weary from her hard work. The half-finished roof sheltered her from the heat and brought with it a refreshing coolness that satiated her body’s rising temperature. Her bright green eyes fluttered before coming to a stop at the curve of her cheek. And sleep came like a hunter closing on its prey. She dreamed. And when her

"Now breathe out. Two... three... four..." The breath left my lungs in a shaky rush. "Again." Another breath. Then another. Little by little, the crushing pressure around my chest began to ease. The pounding in my ears faded, and the room slowly came back into focus. "There you go," Gloria whispered. "I've got you." The last bit of strength left my body. My body sagged forward, completely exhausted. Gloria caught me before I could slide off the bed and wrapped her arms around me. "It's okay."

Crushed the connection. His body sighed beneath my hands, her evil laughter echoing in my head. I gasped through my sobbing as hazel eyes flickered open. And his lips parted. "Beautiful," he said in his last breath. And died. I felt him go, clung to him with everything I had, but it wasn't enough, would never be enough. His spirit rose, blew me a kiss and vanished in a flash of light. Leaving me to huddle over the empty shell he left behind. ***

There’s even the faint scent of tea and something floral lingering in the air. It’s almost… comforting. Almost. “Oh, look who’s come to see us, honey?” Grandma’s frail voice floats from inside. “It’s Damon and Elara. Say hello to them.” The moment we step inside, it hits me. Grandpa lies on the bed, motionless, while Grandma sits quietly at his side. He’s barely there. His eyes are open, but they don’t find us—they stay fixed on the ceiling, distant and unseeing. And Grandma…

A long, deep breath. Finally. This is almost over.

Not gone. At peace. The End.

“And I’m proud of the woman you’ve become. I will tell your mom about you.” With that, his body goes slack. He heaves one last breath, then freezes. He lies there, completely still, his eyes fixed on the sky, reflecting the moon. Glassy. Lifeless. Gone.

All I can hear is that final breath. All I can see is the blood pooling around her. All I know is that we’re too late. And Elias is still out there.

The salty breeze carried the scent of the sea, mingling with the distant chirping of seagulls soaring overhead. Amidst this symphony of nature, I floated in the water, surrounded by an aura of stillness and calm. The water lapped gently at my body, the last remnants of life slowly slipping away. The world seemed to hush in reverence as if holding its breath in anticipation of what was to come… eager to receive my last breath.