Sound Mind Dwells In A Sound Body Novels & Stories

Just then, I began to pick up a new sound other than the sound of metal which is from the movement of whatever my body pressed against. I let out a gentle breath. My head still felt very heavy. I decided to move around a little so I could know what I was sitting on.. I could tell it wasn’t concrete and as I moved the sound got clearer and clearer. But then I heard another sound.. it was distant at first and it sounded closer over the second.

"Empty your mind. There is nothing and no one. Only you... your body, your soul, your memories. Let yourself be guided. Dive... deeply." The watch swung back and forth in front of my eyes. The sound was constant, hypnotic, and seemed to blend with her voice, as if both were slipping straight into my head. I began to feel my eyelids growing heavy. My head tilted slightly to the side. My body tingled as if my blood was changing rhythm, flowing more slowly. The sounds around me started to distort. The ticking grew distant, almost submerged... just like her voice. I no longer felt the floor.

' He said. Yah! it happened earlier too when I got lost into him due to his voice and his visuals. I mean I can't help myself. It's like every time he calls my name I just can't concentrate whatever he is saying. I think he knows how to hypnotize me or any woman? No, he...he's not a Playboy type person. He is a very sweet and serious one. He doesn't have enough time to go around and play with girls. He is a busy person. But the thing is, this is true that whenever he speaks I just can't hear what he says it's like I get deaf for a while and my eyes get stuck on his face. Why does this happen? I think I know. 'Dr. Lisa, Are you listening?'

whispered the boy, dropping a touch of insistent dictation covered by its tiny tone. “Where are we?” he inquired. “Wake up, Praxis.” “Wake up!” The boy repeatedly hissed, but Praxis could fully understand nothing. The boy started it from a simple whisper that grew louder and louder until he screamed from the top of his lungs. It reverberated all around, each and every part of the abyss, entered inside his ears that covering it would still persistently make its way in. The echoes entering his head made him felt a bit unsteady. For countless times, his body seemed to have weakened again. He sat on the ground, eyes wide open, get laid on the floor, and until the deafening echoes enveloped the c

I placed my hand gently on his cold body, shut my eyes, and tried to concentrate, I couldn’t feel anything for the first few seconds and I opened my eyes in disappointment. “Why is it not working? What am I missing?” I asked myself. The king’s voice suddenly echoed in my head, I remember him saying, “An occupied mind can never fully focus and hence, you can’t channel the strength that lies deep within.” My mind was occupied with countless worries and I needed to let all of that go even for a few seconds for this to work. I took a deep breath as I shut my eyes to try again, I suddenly felt Aiden’s pain slowly sipping into my veins, I slowly heard Aiden moaning in relief as I continued to take

Each mind becomes a thread in this web, every thought and emotion intertwining with the others, creating a tapestry of resistance and determination. Then, the Major Archon begins to emit a sharp sound. It's so piercing it seems to cut through the air, resonating in every corner of the place. It's a call to arms, a war cry that rises above the din of battle. The sound intertwines with the mental network he has created, vibrating through each connection, strengthening their bonds and filling them with a renewed sense of purpose and courage.

Just breath shared in unison. When they sat together long enough, they felt the pulse of the Heart beneath their feet—a slow, steady beat that reminded them that life was not made of constant motion, but of rhythm. The soundless harmony became their religion. --- The Return of the Echoes The Echoes, too, changed. They had once been creatures of light and resonance, born from sound and motion. But now, in this new age of quiet, they transformed into forms of glass and shadow—still, patient, reflective.

I had lit incense that smelled of sage and moonlight. "That is because you are trying to use your muscles," I said. I sat across from her, my form flickering like a candle in the breeze. "To travel as a spirit, you must forget the body. You must stop being the wolf and start being the wind." "How?" she asked. Her eyes were tired. The weight of the pack and the war was a physical burden on her shoulders. "Close your eyes," I whispered. "Listen to the sound of your own heart. Now, imagine that heart is a bird in a cage. The cage is your ribs. The door is your breath. Open the door, Raven."

so far so good, she breathed within a sigh of relief and patted her back mentally Strength is not in body but in mind, keep that mind strong and sharp, All Hearts !!

He could feel some empitiness in hi Why does he feel this way. He remember a saying that the heart yearn for who He love And the spirit mind loves first then the body obey He thinks his body is submitted under his mind thinking and want..