Lirik Silence Novels & Stories

Leaning in close to my ear, Mary whispered, "I know it's really warm and comfortable, but don't fall asleep yet, okay? We haven't escaped the storm yet." I murmured softly in response.

Lila I⁠f‍ there was one thing I’d learned over the las‌t six weeks, it was that silence could be loude⁠r than screaming. It pres‍s‌ed agains‍t my ears whe‍n I woke up and fo⁠llowed‌ me through the apartment. It curl‍ed beside me in bed at nig⁠ht‍, heavy and patient, wait‌ing for me to break.

When I saw the happy smile on Mom's face, I suddenly felt myself becoming lighter. I gently caressed her smiling, happy face, and I silently gave her my best wishes. "Mom, you have to be happy forever!" A crystal-clear tear slid slowly down Mom's cheek and fell into my palm. However, my body soon began to become as transparent as the teardrop itself, until I finally disappeared into the air.

They had taken some of the cost. Another time, they walked into an area of complete, deafening silence. The Hungry Silence. It pressed in on them, seeking to devour their thoughts. Lyra, terrified, began to cry, but no sound came out. It was Kael who acted. He didn't hum. He stomped his foot on the ground. Just once.

In the dark and quiet room, there was a man lying on the ground. Both of his hands are cuffed and even his body is pure of scars and stained with blood. He slowly moved his body towards the light. He can’t see the things around him and the only thing he wants to go to is towards that light where he thinks he can escape. ‘He-help me,’ the guy said to himself while looking at the door. But suddenly, something blocks the light. No, it's someone!

Hi everyone. Happy new month(⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+ I'm just going to keep this short. If you love "His silent voice" then you're gonna love it even more as we now dive into Kyle's chapter of both his past and his master. Curious, aren't we? Yeah, so am I if that makes sense😂.

Because silence isn’t the enemy anymore. It’s just the place I live while I wait for a door to open. Or a heart to shift. Or a voice to say my name again like it still means something.

" Shane closed his eyes in pain. His head hung low, and his voice was hoarse. "I know it's all my fault. "I just hope I can stay by your side. "I don't mind being treated like a stranger. I'll just watch over you two in silence." I said nothing. After turning around, I walked to the window and watched the sky gradually turn dark. "Leave, and don't come back." Shane stood frozen there for a long moment. Only when I repeated my dismissal did he stagger away. His silhouette with the scenery of sunset behind him looked lonely and desolate.

I waited until you chose to leave on your own. His voice was calm. "Now, you have. "So, I came to take you away." Outside the window, the lights of Palemore grew further and further away. I did not cry. I just watched the city fade away in the rearview mirror. Quietly, in my heart, I said, ‘Goodbye, Sicelia.’ Goodbye to everyone who never loved me.

"The Silence isn't the disease." The entire chamber went still. Neria's eyes closed, as if hearing the voice again still hurt. In the memory, younger Neria frowned. "What?" Seraphine looked toward the horizon. "The Silence is a symptom." The words sent a chill through me because suddenly everything we had learned started fitting together. Fear, division, hatred, loss—the Silence fed on them because it came from them. The memory Seraphine smiled sadly. "If people stopped creating it..." She touched the crystal in her hands. "...it would stop returning."