No Sound But The Wind Novels & Stories

I opened my mouth to continue pleading but that was as far as I got, for at that exact moment she raised her hands above her head and screamed at the top of her voice, cutting me short. For the briefest of moments,it seemed like time froze and everything went deadly still, but it was only for a few seconds, for no sooner did I notice this strange phenomenon than a great rustling wind came from goddess knows where and attacked everything; I fell flat on my face, Vimon fell to her knees, the trees began to sway like drunk dancers with its leaves and branches making whistling noises as the mighty wind tossed them back and forth. Out of this wind came the softest voice I had ever heard.

The atmosphere crackled with tension as individuals faces were etched with fear. "F*ck! His voice was barely a whisper as he uttered the words, his eyes widening in surprise. The unexpected turn of events caught him off guard, leaving him momentarily speechless. It was as if the world had conspired against him. Weaving a tapestry of unforeseen circumstances amidst the cacophony of voices that filled the air, one sound stood out above all else: the resounding blow of a mighty force. It reverberated through the atmosphere, accompanied by the howling wind and the relentless patter of raindrops.

My mission was clear: get my human to see Lilac the way I did—warm, safe, and perfect. With the power still out, the cabin was quiet, save for the persistent hiss of static from the radio Lilac had switched on. The crackling white noise competed with the relentless wind howling outside, pressing hard against the walls. My ears flattened slightly at the unpleasant sound, but I had more important things to focus on.

The trees sway gently, their leaves rustling softly, and I cling to that sound, desperate to drown out the echoes of the battle still raging in my mind. But then, a distant crack of a twig snaps through the air, sharp and clear. My breath catches; instincts scream at me to run, to hide deeper into the shadows. I strain my ears, listening intently, telling myself it’s nothing, just an animal wandering through the woods. But the sound comes again, closer this time, and my heart races anew. A sound I can’t quite figure out drifts on the wind, a soft whisper that sends chills racing down my spine. I glance around, searching the treeline for any sign of River. But the shadows remain still, and th

She sound so eager to know his answer she's just using facade to hide her true feelings. "Even you are a monster. I'm still here to love you and care for you." He caressed her hair again in the most loving way. The wind blew and the leaves sways as if the sound of the wind is their music. He smiled while starring at the blue sky. "Look," she said. She lift her hand in the wind and chanted. Thunderstorm can be heard everywhere, but not in their current location. The wind blew in a loud noise along with the rain. She put her hand down and everything disappear, the thunder, rain and wind. What the hell is this?

It was made of elegant velvet, but because he had been clutching it so tightly in his palm, the surface was entirely damp with nervous sweat, leaving a visible thumbprint pressed into the fabric. “Sera.” His eyelashes were heavily frosted with winter condensation; every single time he blinked, tiny shards of ice would flake off and fall away. “I’m not exactly a smooth talker. I practiced a whole speech in my head, but standing out here in the snow, it completely froze out of my mind.” He flipped open the velvet box. Inside was a simple, classic ring. “Marry me.” The aurora borealis unfurled directly above his head, casting a vibrant green glow that cascaded over the snow, settled softly acro

What the hell is that sound?" Kaelor dropped the bundle of pine, the logs thumping into the dirt. He didn't wait for an answer. He was already at the cabin door, his hand white-knuckled around the hilt of the iron blade. Above the valley, the sky didn't just move; it cracked. Three sonic booms ripped through the silence of the morning, shaking the windowpanes until they rattled in their frames.

(A DUEL IN THE MIST OF INSANITY) SILENCE is eminent, that even the wind is somehow frightened in some way to blow its presence. The night is too quiet and not a single insect an be seen or to be heard. Everyone seems hiding for something, with everything is like in a mid of chaos. In that small garden in the residence of the Gomez, footsteps suddenly echo. It’s sound that is menacing and screaming a dark warning that no one even the smallest living thing will dare to see, face and make a sound in front of it.

Then, as a loud crash of thunder breaks above our heads, the already heavy winds suddenly pick up their pace as their hellish gusts start to swirl around us. The air’s deafly roar screams with all her might; the unexpected force of nature enclosing around us as a wall of fallen winter leaves creates a barrier to hold us to our very spot. The raging wind continues to pick up its pace, whistling endlessly into my throbbing ears as the constant screech starts to disorientate me. The unseen force furthers its ascend as it doesn’t lessen its constrictive grip, a cyclone of forestry debris imprisoning us to a supernatural cell within our minds. Then, out of nowhere, an unbearable white noise penet

The crystal clear singing at a low pitch spread through the air and had an immediate and profound impact on both the monsters and Lucas. "Within the boundless gloom, the sound of wind blowing from an unknown location appeared all of a sudden. The solitary wind, the powerful wind, the wind that rules the vast landscape. The other wind carried the breath of darkness, and it became clear that there was a risk of passing away. It was an alluring toxin that infused the atmosphere with an alluring allure that was impossible to resist. The poor soul is tormented by those sufferings, which no one can possibly comprehend. Don't be afraid, hold on tight, and if you'd be so kind as to come closer to me