Landslide Song Novels & Stories

And over it a voice sang in a high falsetto: We're leaving together, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back To earth, who can tell? It was wistful and sad, but clear as a bell and made it obvious which of the girls had found their way to the trolls. Only Flossie could hit those high notes. The song sounded familiar, but I couldn’t quite identify it sung with such melancholy, until the chorus kicked. It's the final countdown BADA BAM BAM BADA BAMBAMBAM The final countdown

Natalia said and Nirvana scoff " And you'll be singing the same song" Natalia added and handed them a paper with a song written on it "I will go first" Jasmine said and took the microphone before facing the crowd 🎶 Let my life shine brightly 🎶 Brightly like the moon 🎶 My life!!!!!!!! 🎶 My life!!!!!! 🎶 Is mine to livvvvvveeeeeee!!!! Jasmine sang at a high pitch and everyone was amazed 🎶 Is mine to li.. her voice suddenly seized due to how high her pitch was and she started coughing

Sandra went back to sipping her juice, even joining in as the others sang. Her joy had only just begun to settle when she heard the opening notes of a new song. This time, it was Jessica who was about to sing. “Somewhere over the rainbow, Way up high, There’s a land that I heard of Once in a lullaby…” Sandra’s heartbeat quickened until it pressed painfully against her chest. Her breathing grew shallow, strained. Tiny whispers, faint and ghostly, began to curl into her ears. Her body stiffened, turning cold. She clutched her glass tighter and tighter until a thin line of blood slowly trickled from her palm.

All of this made me optimistic -- and also quite frightened. "We'll use the cliffs to our advantage" I explained to the others earlier that day. "We'll make our descent slowly and carefully. Once we get low enough to see the treetops, just a small group will go on ahead. That group's job will be to locate rocks that can be easily dislodged and may serve to bring down others along the way. Our aim is to create a landslide; we’ll hit them before they even know we're there."

I was feeling some kind of a sinking feeling in me. I didn't want those few hours to pass. I didn't want to reach the border... Just wanted to stay here with him, maybe in that haunted house. Just then we heard a rumble from the hilltop above. He froze and looked shocked. Before I could ask anything, I saw the landslide, and many rocks were falling from the hill. I froze with fear and kept looking at the rocks rolling down and destroying whatever came in their way, tall trees disappearing, snapping off like twigs.

The sound was deafening — like thunder being ripped apart. “RUN!” Ethan screamed. They darted off the path, snow up to their knees. Minnie’s foot slipped, but Ethan grabbed her arm, yanking her forward. Behind them, the cabin vanished in a roar. Wood cracked, glass shattered — and then it was gone, swallowed by a wall of debris. They dove behind a thick trunk of a tree just before the tail end of the landslide tore through the clearing. Snow and dirt sprayed over them like shrapnel. Minnie clung to Ethan’s jacket, her heart pounding so hard she could feel it in her teeth.

Her heart had shattered, and with her vision clouded by tears, she had screamed in anguish, the sound of her cries swallowed by the roar of the engine. Then, without warning, a landslide erupted right in front of her. In sheer panic, Lysia slammed on the brakes, but the car skidded out of control. The tires lost traction, sending the vehicle hurtling toward a steep mound of earth. The impact was brutal. Her head slammed against the steering wheel, and darkness consumed her. By some miracle, the landslide had stopped before it could drag her car along with it. Otherwise, she would have been buried under layers of thick mud by now.

Now, it seemed like she was going to lose it. Yvonne stood there alone. The bitterness in her chest grew stronger with each passing moment. After what felt like an eternity, a muffled boom echoed from the direction of the mountains. Yvonne froze. She blinked hard and stared ahead, finally noticing that the green of the forest slowly turned to a dull, yellow-brown. It was… A landslide!

With each attempted step, the unstable debris slipped and rolled downward, threatening to sweep them away. They had reached a perilous precipice, and their cries of desperation echoed through the air as they were drenched with fear for their lives. One misstep, one miscalculation, could trigger a catastrophic landslide, and the gravity of their situation was all too clear. The had chosen a shortcut to move upward, but led them to a very deadly landside.

And gratitude. Then, they began to sing. It was not a scream. It was the world’s true song. A melody of such profound beauty and complexity that it made Sela weep. It was the song of mountains rising and rivers flowing, of life blooming and stars being born. It was the song that the Un-Singers had tried to erase.