The Air He Breathes Novels & Stories

“No grunting. No flaring. Good air entry.” His lungs expanded evenly. No distress. No retractions at the base of his ribs. Just small, determined breaths that sounded like quiet sighs. His nostrils barely moved. His mouth opened once in a tiny, offended oval, then closed again as if he had decided the world could wait until he understood it.

He gasps and searches for space between the tie and his throat. “See how that feels, you son of a bitch? This is for what you’ve put me through these past few days. What? Can’t you breathe?” I speak through clenched teeth while tightening a little more and seeing his legs move; he’s desperate for air. The surprise is my advantage, and I take it. He struggles and chokes.

To try to exist again. I breathe. I finally breathe. ---

He was still breathing hard, chest rising and falling. “This won’t happen again.”

Right there, the blushing sun threw and washed itself all over his pale skin, sucking all the small energy that was last left inside of him. He exhaled air through his clenched teeth and let his eyes wander on the azure sky, dotted by a huge family of fluffy clouds that helplessly danced as if their “lives” depended on it.

he said taking his cigarette. She was still standing while breathing in and out. She stepped closer and stand up in front of him, while completely naked. he getting up from the bed spitting out the smoke on her face makes her cough while holding her breath. She has asthma and her Heart was tightened. she crouched down on the bed trying to breathe.

He bit into his wrist letting the blood flow down his wrist, he put his wrist to my mouth allowing me to drink his blood. "I really hope this works." He said He put his hands to my neck "I'm sorry" I head him say before I heard a crack and everything went black.

I dismissed the weird thoughts circling my mind and asked him to come in. He threw his hat on my bed and turned to face me. “Aiv.” he said gently, grabbing both my shoulders with his huge hands. He took a deep breath in and cleared his throat. “Look, whatever it is we’re dealing with right now. I promise I’ll never break our promise. I came here to assure you that. Alright? We’ll tell you everything when we’re ready. I don’t think you’ll be able to handle it in the current situation. So, please trust us for the time being, Aiv.” he clarified looking through my eyes. He looked genuine. His eyes looked so innocent. His emerald eyes shone in the sunlight coming from the curtains, they almost lo

It's the early nighttime of the new day, and although it's dark, the light is enough for the others to see inside their makeshift shelter. Eagerly, each of them rolls out their bedrolls, looking forward to replenishing their air supply. Finrir picks one of the full capsules, attaches it to the mini air bladder, and turns the valve until it's full. He takes a quick breath and passes it to Bryan first. One by one, they all take turns getting a fresh breath of air, grateful for the precious resource that sustains them in the depths of the abyss.

He was pale, but the rise and fall of his chest was real. "He's breathing," I whispered.