Muted Novels & Stories

Not a single chirp but pairs and pairs that they unsure how many of it. Half of a minute, that's what it took for the those in nest to come, silently just their described by their name "The sãlnes" a k.a "The silence". They are very sensitive to sound, very sensitive, as much as breathe could be caught. They would prefer them silence, and then only sounds they love, maybe the ripping flesh and bone. No one know how it's look, that's all myth but maybe some information at this moment.

I don't know what he's saying! Her laughter grew louder. "He wanted cheese!" she replied to Galen, and all they could hear since then were loud yells from him as he got out of the camera's view. "Tell him to stop screaming," he said, softly tapping Verena's knee. "It hurts." She knew exactly what to do. Verena showed him the screen and pointed at another option. "When you press this one, you won't hear him," she said. "He's on mute, but he is able to hear everything that we are saying."

Wow the chatter box is permanently silent "Mr Raza Shoaib thank Allah for the voice you have and ask Allah's forgiveness for what you've said." Baba concluded did I just day that out loud "yes you did" mehek said. Whatever at least the only pro of this marriage would be her being mute and not eating my head off. But then again why did they separate.

"Mr. Cole does care about you, you know. He's probably just too busy to learn sign language. Don't be too sad." - I wasn't sad. It was just that the subway's air conditioning was too cold, making my nose sting. I accidentally shed a few tears. The subway was crowded. I intended to wait for the next train, but the crowd pushed me into a corner of the carriage. Behind me, a thin man wearing a black mask and hat bumped into me. I turned to look at him and moved forward a bit, but he followed, closing the gap again. Sensing something was off, I tried to change spots. He blocked me with his arm, his breathing heavy. "I've been watching you for a while. You're mute, aren't you?"

“Whαt hαppened? Why did you mute the cαll? Why did you cut me off like thαt? I’ve been cαlling you bαck to bαck!” “I’m sorry‚ I’m sorry‚” I sαid quickly‚ my voice trembling. “The network’s been αcting crαzy. I didn’t mute αnything on purpose‚ I sweαr. The screen just froze αnd then the cαll ended. I wαs trying to cαll you bαck too.” She wαs silent for α second‚ then sighed. “Oh. Okαy. Mαybe your dorm doesn’t hαve good connection.”

Please, pic⁠k up. Click. "Th​is is the voicem‌ail of Lorenzo Moret⁠ti. I am currently u‌navailable. Leav​e a messag‍e." His vo⁠ic⁠e‍. Cold, p⁠rofe‍ssiona⁠l, distan‌t. I didn't leave a message. I li⁠sten‌ed t​o the b‌eep, t​hen hung up.

Chapter 6: The Weight of Silence The car moved steadily through the quiet night. The city lights glared past the windows. The roads were less crowded now, the noise of the conference long left behind. Inside the car, the silence felt heavy. Marcus sat on the driver's seat. His hands rested firmly on the steering wheel, his posture straight, eyes fixed on the road ahead. He had learned over the years when to speak and when not to. In the back seat, Lucas sat slightly turned to the side.

My face was probably ghost-white from the jump-scare. "Did you not see my iMessage?" Each word sounded like it was being ground between his teeth. I thought about that silent notification. "Sorry. Phone was on mute." Mortimer went mute. I've noticed lately that while I'm being perfectly "nice," every word I say acts like a brick wall. If he tried to push it any further, he'd just look like he was throwing a tantrum. He surged off the sofa, radiating ten hours of bottled-up frustration.

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I picked the phone up without even looking at the screen to see who was calling. "Please stop calling my damn phone." I said, thinking it was Micheal. "Well damn. What the hell i did to you" asked Kita sounding all hurt. "Girl, I thought you was Micheal cheating ass. He won't stop calling my phone. I can't even get no sleep" Kita paused for a minute, being all dramatic. "Well duh Guh. That's why they invented putting your phone on silent. To silence any unwanted attention." We burst out laughing. Because I never even thought about putting the phone on silent. That is why I love my girls They could bring me out of any dark mood.