Silent Esper Novels & Stories

The guesser also starts to be alert the moment their partner starts to act the word. Osamu went forward to reach the standee. They waited for the word to appear on the screen facing them, but it only took a second for them to realize something was wrong. Osamu’s body stiffened as he saw the screen, and even Raia could instantly notice it. Even the other actors were taken aback. They were expecting a word to appear, but all they saw was a clip of action they needed to follow. Osamu’s forehead creases while watching the clip.

The fate of Valtor depended on it. The next morning, I woke up with a restless feeling, like something was about to happen, but I didn’t know what. It was an itch I couldn’t scratch, a tension that wouldn’t go away. I tried to shake it off, but it clung to me, making me uneasy. Needing to clear my mind, I decided to take Luka out for a ride. Luka, my spirit animal, was a massive black lion, bigger than any human bear. His presence was always a comfort, especially when my thoughts were as tangled as they were today. We headed into the Earth Kingdom’s mystical forest, hoping the familiar paths and quiet might bring me some peace.

Without her realizing it, her long-buried grievances seemed to be easing away. Her eyes turned watery. The lyrics were a bunch of simple and straightforward words, yet she found herself completely absorbed in them. "Whisper of the Silence." Danise smiled. "Lovely song, isn't it?" "Whisper... of the Silence?" A glimmer appeared in her lifeless gaze. "Such a beautiful name. Is this your latest work?" "How I wish. It's Kyle." Staring into her eyes, he continued, "He composed it with hopes that it could reach the ears of somebody he misses."

It was anticipating the solar energy waiting for us at the coast. “We are making good time, Elara,” Silas’s deep, gravelly voice echoed inside my skull, anchoring my drifting focus. He didn't turn his head, his slitted amber eyes locked on the horizon, but his mental voice was fiercely tender. “The horses will hold until dawn. But you are burning through your reserves just staying in the saddle.”

I may have lost my hope somewhere in the darkness quite a few times but it always comes back to me in one way or another. Hope never left me as I thought, or as I still think, it just waited for me to discover it in the deepest pits of my existence. Blinking the haze away from my eyes I focused on the words that i had subconsciously typed on the screen. One step at a time, she took. I pulled the laptop shut and massaged my temples frowning at the burning sensation in my eyes. It felt as though I hadn't slept a wink when clearly I took those prescribed pills for a better sleep since I had a meeting to attend.

At hihiling sa mga bituin Na minsan pa sana ako'y iyong mahalin Hihiling kahit dumilim Ang aking daan na tatahakin patungo sa iyo Patungo sa 'yo Hiling, Silent Sanctuary *** TO: Elroy Our one month will start the day after tomorrow. I am expecting that you've already settled everything before we leave. I am just asking for a whole month. After this, we will go our separate ways.

"I know I joined it but I can't remember what kind of game. All I remember is I came here and I said I was going to volunteer. But can you explain the game?" "A game where while you're asleep, your mind travels to the other world and there are things happening to you that are associated with reality. But the truth is it's just like a long dream, you'll meet other people but when you wake up you will forget everything that happened to you. " Explanation of this. "What is the title of that game?" "The game is called Silence ... or K.I.S.S" I frowned.

Who hesitated. Patterns. The ledger humming softly in the background of my mind. Somewhere between midnight and dawn, my phone buzzed one last time. Unknown number. I already knew. Elias: You’ve changed the tempo. I typed back without hesitation. Me: You’re welcome. Three dots appeared. Vanished. Reappeared. Careful, he wrote. People who change tempo become targets. I considered that. Then replied: Me: People who don’t get erased. I turned the phone face down and finally closed my eyes.

One page at a time. One person at a time. One still, deep, patient day at a time. Until the water found its level. And the room became real. And the invisible all the invisible became seen. THE SILENT LUNA End of Volume One

Engine running. Waiting. END SCENE