Seeing Sound Novels & Stories

He is changing his mind about making is official? Ya Jabbar, she needs to stop thinking about the worst case scenario and move forward. Then she heard the blaring sirens that is making her ears bleed, the sounds of people talking in hush whispers, the sound of someone's voice filled with authority, demanded that everyone move backward! It felt so sudden and she got a whiplash of it, she couldn't stand the sounds of everything all at the same time. Her ears are losing blood, she could hear the sound of it pumping there with the harsh sounds.

His hearing sense goes stronger with the powerful weapons which he had made from his ancestor's bones. "Bbbeecckkkyyy..... Beecckkyy" He shouts again while looking around the places. His gaze caught the footsteps. His eyes sparkled and he followed the steps which are not much far from the rock. Suddenly the steps disappeared. It becomes alarming whether any creature preyed on her or she was caught by ogres. He becomes more worried. Just as he was about to move when a little whisper caught his sharp hearing sense. He carefully looked for the whisper. Someone was murmuring for help. "h....h..el.. help" he listened to a fainted sound.

I said softly under my breath. For a moment, I thought I heard her voice, but as I scanned the first, it was just my mind playing tricks on me. I knew something was wrong, but the feeling was worse now. I slowed down a bit as my instincts led me. I noticed subtle movement ahead. Before I could fully process it, my body reacted instantly. I stood completely still, and I tried to listen more carefully. Then I heard another sound, and it was a bit closer now. Without thinking twice, I moved toward the sound.

My eyes widened and everything slowed. The sound came first—a deafening explosion that ripped through the hallway like a physical force, so loud it felt like it punched straight through my skull. My ears rang instantly, a high, piercing scream that swallowed every other noise. A bright flash of light burned across my vision. A scream—someone’s, maybe mine, maybe Tyler’s—cut through the ringing for half a second before the silence swallowed it whole.

" This is better. But — " Her words got pushed back by the rustling of leaves. She turned instantly. The wind wasn't blowing. There had to be someone there with her. Shutting her eyes and absorbing the peace around , she triggered her hearing. Through the tiny whistles of animals and the wind, she picked another sound — a heartbeat. Someone was there, just a few feet away from her. Yes. She had to see for herself.

I can pick up his heartbeat in a crowd… there’s something so intimate and intense about this. Focusing back on my surroundings I can hear how each blade of grass moves against the other in the breeze. I can hear the animals moving in the forest. Now I focus a little harder, tuning out everything around me and focusing only in front of me. I can hear the machine starting up. I can hear the vibrations of it, the motor and even the sound of the balls being fed through and then I can hear the sound of a projectile cutting through the air. I can hear and feel it coming towards my right shoulder, so I quickly twist my body out of its path. I can hear and feel as the ball whizzes past me and hits t

“One more. You’re doing great, Rae.” “And… and sweat.” “Okay. Give me four things you hear.” I trained my ears out onto the world, locking on to the sounds. “I hear your car engine.” Michael snickered. “All right. Good one. Three more.” “I hear your classical music turned down. And your tires on the road.” “One more. You can do it.” I drew in my first steady breath as the sound hit my ears. “I still hear the sirens behind us.” Michael paused. “Three things you taste.”

She heard something click and what followed next was the ear-deafining screams coming from different angles. The sound of a woman screaming stopped her breath. That was enough to throw her into a turmoil. She heard the same click sound and all the screaming disappeared. Wait, the room was soundproof? His shoe clicked on the floor as he resumed walking around her.

The forest beckoned a dark sanctuary where I felt most alive. As I moved deeper into the woods, my senses heightened. The world around me thrummed with sound. I could hear the rustle of leaves, the soft scurrying of small creatures, and the rhythmic beating of hearts. Each sound resonated within me, sharp and clear, allowing me to navigate this labyrinth of trees with impeccable precision. This new world of sound was intoxicating, each heartbeat echoing a story, a life, a presence.

He then made the same sort of sound but in a deeper tone, a sound that was more easing to my ears, like a note from a cello. But within the next second, I heard a rumbling thunder signaling the arrival of a storm and felt a wave of dizziness. I wondered if the frequency of this sound surpassed the range of what human ears could withstand. I even suspected that prolonged exposure to sounds like this could damage my hearing and my auditory nerves.