Sonic Wisps Novels & Stories

It seems that the DEOS removed a fraction of their memory about it, thus, they never bother question its appearance. A crisis is approaching their land, as the sound of marching wasp soldiers slowly becomes audible to the Hive. ‘’The wasps never visited us without disturbing the peace in our place. And now, they are going here armed with weapons??’’ PRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRPPRRRP~ They sounded it, the thundering roar of lavishly decorated walrus horn- a horn specially made by the craftful walruses; that are currently missing along with Aliyon. And by the end long blowing of horn, numbers of fast-moving arrows were shot to them.

The invisible blast hit the center of the Unbound vanguard. Dozens of the massive wolves collapsed, whimpering in sudden, paralyzing agony. The sonic wave was forcing the quartz plates in their fur to vibrate at a lethal frequency. I watched in horror as hairline fractures began to form along their armored spines. Silas was trying to shatter them from the inside out. Killian roared, fighting against the crushing pressure of the soundwave. He dug his claws into the earth, his silver eyes locking onto the lead truck. He could not reach it in time. The sonic field was too dense, acting like a physical wall of agony.

"Not something fun for sure!" The young man pulled out a Pixie flute, took a deeper breath so he could play the notes longer. Suddenly a swarm of insects shone around Wiggy's head, there were so many of them, the light they produced was even brighter than the flames of torches. When the Pixies let out a buzzing sound, Wiggy immediately put his index finger against his lips — telling them to shut up.

The fact is that if I will be seen by such creature my demise would be imminent. It was rather odd that En was quite in this whole endeavor. He might be trying to contact the powerful being in order to help me or he’s just busy with trying to block the maddening whispers that were trying to invade my mind. I scratched my ears as the insistent buzzing due to the miasma made my ear itchy, like listening to an ASMR but instead of sweet nothings all you could hear were maddening screams of those who were taken and there urge to join them in there maddening cacophony.

Lightsticks beamed brightly in the darkness, flooding the space with vibrant hues. "Silence speaks for those who listen." Kyle's magnetic voice came through as he jumped down the swing. The music gradually grew louder. "This song tells the story of a boy who took forever to understand the whispers of his silence, finally losing the girl he loves," he continued. "Hope you'll enjoy it."

The hallway lights flickered once, twice… then died completely. A faint red glow pulsed from the emergency backup system, painting the marble walls in blood tones. Somewhere in the silence, water dripped steadily, as if the building itself had begun to sweat. Then came the sound again, pop… pop-pop…—rapid, uneven, accompanied by the faint hiss of pressurized air. Luca knew that sound. Gas dispersal. Isabella tilted her head, almost admiring the move. “You didn’t set this up?”

He just lifted his cone and offered it to me. I kept staring into his eyes as my tongue touched his ice cream. I licked it slowly. My brain short-circuited. Reality and fantasy started making out. Another lick. This time, I finished it. All of it. Julian didn’t blink. His breathing was irregular. His eyes exuded pure sin. He cleared his throat one sound—and the spell shattered like glass. Reality came crashing back like a semi. The next second, he tossed the empty cone into the trash.

Amidst the radiance of the laughter ringing out from behind the shadows, the gentleness of her voice when she was not taut. The hollow in her eyes. He got a glass of water and glared at the wall between them. And didn't move. There was a noise. Whispery. Muffled. A scream. He pressed his ear against the wall. A scream—a long gasp for breath. But unmistakably Sienna's. His heart skipped a beat. Not going to be swayed, he pulled on his hoodie, hauling it down over his head, and moved stealthily out into the corridor.

My gaze drifted to his lips, and from the corner of my eye, I noticed his Adam's apple moving. Finally, unable to resist any longer, he lowered his head. I tilted mine up in response. However, just a second before our lips could meet, Trevis abruptly woke up from what seemed like a dream, pushed me away, and hastily exited the room. I watched his retreating figure with a faint smile. I thought to myself, there would be plenty of time in the days to come. There would be opportunities in the future. The end.