Sylveon Crying นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Her lips moved, seemingly hoping to say something, but her gaze wavered, and she lowered her eyes. Her body trembled, and she burst into tears. Her wails were heart-rending. My eyes stung. "I'm sorry, sister. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to. I only... I was only scared." Selene cried out. Her silver eyes glowed in despair. Her frail body faltered, like she was going to collapse. I moved instinctively, wanting to hold her, hug her, and tell her it was okay, but I stopped at the last moment and turned my head away.

Then I found myself staring in the mirror. “This face is beautiful,” I murmured and tried to touch it but I couldn’t. I looked around and this place is beautiful. I can’t help but to smile and wonder what place I am right now. “Vishiea!” My attention shifted when I was triggered by that person shouting. My forehead knotted when I saw a lady crying while walking toward me. She’s crying, she hugged me tight and there’s a lot more characters behind her that I don’t know. “You’re awake, thank you.” She cried and a man got closer to us. She tapped the lady’s shoulder. Confused, I just watched her and let her hug me.

It was a bitter cry from Sapphire. “Sapphire, what's wrong?” I asked, my voice laced in worry and curiosity. She didn't respond. She only kept taking deep breaths to muster enough strength to speak but she would keep bursting out in tears uncontrollably all over again. I waited for her to calm down, but it went on for like two minutes and at some point, her breath seemed hitched and unstable. “Sapphire, calm down, okay?” I said, feeling tears sting the corners of my eyes. I blinked back my tears, I needed to be strong for her for whatever was going on.

The sounds of the night were abruptly pierced by a heart-wrenching cry, a sound so filled with agony it seemed to echo through the very trees. There, under the tree, we found Aurora. Her tears glistened like liquid silver under the moon's tender light, each droplet reflecting a world of sorrow. I had never seen her so engulfed in despair. Her cries, raw and painful, resonated within me, momentarily washing away my anger in a tide of empathy. "Why, Xander, why?" she sobbed inconsolably. "Tell me you're still alive, I don’t believe you have died! I won't accept it!"

Her scream reached me just as my hand settled on the doorknob. I froze. “Your mate?” I repeated slowly, the words sounding foreign on my tongue. I turned to look at her, and she nodded weakly, confirming that I wasn't imagining things. “He's calling out to me, and…” She paused to swallow hard. Sweat glistened across her pale skin now, dampening the strands of hair clinging to her forehead. “And Starlie can't seem to break the bond. I refuse to let her locate him, and it's causing me agonizing pain.”

Sobs. Vaelor crossed the space in three steps, pushing the door open without hesitation. Lirian sat on the edge of the sunken bath, face buried in his hands, shoulders shaking. His ash-blond hair, usually tied in a neat bun for the lab or formal occasions, hung loose and damp around his shoulders, strands clinging to his tear-streaked cheeks like golden threads in rain. His full, small lips were swollen from biting them in a futile attempt to stifle the cries, his face red and blotchy, eyes puffy from the onslaught. The sight hit Vaelor like a gut punch, pulling at the stoic alien prince’s heart in ways he hadn’t known possible, a visceral tug that made his chest ache. This human, so small a

Luna whispered through tears. “I’m so sorry, Luna,” I said, wrapping my arms around her as she wept for her father. “I wish there was something I could do to ease your pain.” I brushed away a tear that fell from her eye, feeling helpless in the face of her overwhelming sorrow. Luna looked up at me with red, puffy eyes and whispered, “Don’t leave me alone; please stay with me.” I nodded, silently promising to be there for her in her time of need. “Always...” I whispered back, holding her tightly as she cried.

The corner of her mouth turned downward, and her eyes widened as if bracing for an emotional storm. Suddenly, the quiet moments of discomfort transformed into a full-blown wail. Aviana’s face contorted, her features reddening as the first piercing cry escaped her. “Waaaah! Waaaah!” she cried out, her voice cracking with raw emotion. Ethan's eyes widened in sheer bewilderment as Aviana's composed demeanor shattered into a full-blown emotional outburst. He stood frozen in place, his mouth slightly agape, unsure of how to react to the sudden flood of tears and cries.

But the humming grew louder, louder, vibrating through her bones. Her breath trembled. “I have to try.” She sat down abruptly, folding her legs into a tight yoga pose. Her hands braced against her knees. And when she closed her eyes and— She hummed. Not aloud. But from deep inside her chest, in her mind, the sound vibrated outward like a silent wave. The air pulsed. Unknown to her, her eyes snapped open, glowing a bright unnatural yellow like molten gold. A ripple swept from her body, invisible yet powerful, crashing into the Crystal of Albion.

Jordan thought she had triggered him again and was filled with fear. "Westley, you..." She stopped speaking. Because she felt something wet on her shoulder. It wasn’t his kiss, but... Tears. It seemed like it was the first time Jordan had seen Westley cry. Not just tears, but crying. He made no sound, but there were faint sobs. It was like a child who had lost its candy. For a moment, Jordan couldn’t even describe her feelings. She lifted her hand to push him away but froze halfway. In the quiet room, only shallow breaths and suppressed sobs filled the air.