Touch The Sound Of Silence Novels & Stories

If I slept, I'd see my parents again. I resisted, fighting the seductive pull of darkness with all my might. I knew it was lying to me, but I couldn't speak. It felt like I was choking. I could only run—run... Just as the suffocating sensation threatened to consume me, a beam of light tore through the darkness like a sword. I, too, overcame the heaviness in my chest. For the first time, I heard my own voice, clear and true. "Harvey... help me."

--- The New Pulse The Heart glowed softly in the cradle of existence. Its rhythm had changed. > thrum … silence … thrum … silence. Each beat was followed by pause, each sound met by reflection. From those spaces of silence, the Heart released new waves— not of light, nor fire, nor memory— but of resonance. These waves traveled through the Living Moons, through the mortals who carried fragments of the Blood Moon’s rhythm, and through the deep stillness that had once sought to erase all things. Where the two forces met—sound and silence—

Silent. Staring at her with those dead eyes. More seconds passed. The air in the room felt wrong. Too thick. Too cold. Carmina took a step backward without meaning to. Then another. Her back hit the door. "Killian," she whispered. Nothing. The silence was worse than shouting. Worse than violence. It was the silence before something terrible happens. Carmina's heart was hammering in her chest. Her hands shaking so badly she could barely hold her cane. "Say something," she said.

Because even now Even terrified It’s trying to shield me Theodore notices immediately “…Well that’s somehow sweet and horrifying.” The Eyes Shift Again Then The impossible happens The First Silence notices the movement. Not the presence. Me The gaze settles directly onto me. And suddenly Every sound disappears Not muted. Not blocked. Removed I can’t hear my heartbeat Can’t hear breathing Can’t even hear my own thoughts properly Pure silence Absolute silence. And inside that silence Something speaks Not aloud. Not emotionally. Fundamentally “You changed the pattern.” The words hit like cosmic gravity. My knees almost buckle Theodore grabs my arm instantly “Kiara!”

"That sounds nice." "That's belief," he said simply. “I don't doubt what I don't see. I can feel it! ”He explained to her. He stood in front of her. "Close your eyes." He asked and Alissa obeyed after a moment's hesitation. He gently stroked her cheek with his finger. "Do you feel that?" She nodded. "What was that?" He wanted to know. "Your finger."

Every touch seems to light me up inside until I’m burning. And then, eventually, we break apart. We breathe in silence. Sleep comes not long after that.

I replied while placing the list near her and taking my lunch box. ” Don’t go far” she yelled as I walked out. The sky had turned orange. I suddenly bumped on someone causing the blue basket on his hand to roll on the ground. The hypnotizing scent entered my nose causing the world to be at a standstill. “Are you okay” he finally said. I slowly moved my eyes up his white plain short sleeve T-shirt up his small lips onto his half open eyes. It was Sorrow, Sorrow Haze. “Y…Yeah” I struggle to say as I cleared my throat. “I’m fine.”

However hard she tried to grasp the presence she could detect, she couldn’t touch it. ‘No, please, no!’ The silence pounding in her ears was too much. Any more of it might twinge her sanity. With her breathe hitching, she slid past the nearest boulder of rock and leaned her head on her knees. ‘Make it stop, please!’ The more she begged, the more the silence became powerful, and the more it made her drown to her insanity. As her hopes started crashing down, as her body started lying down on the cold ground, a deep voice vibrated.

Every sound vanished. The wind stopped. The city stopped. Time itself seemed to hesitate. And from the fractured heavens, a presence descended. Not a body. Not a shape. A feeling. Ancient. Infinite. Curious. The First Silence had arrived. The citizens throughout the city lowered their heads. The Second Silence became still. Even the Third Silence looked upward. The First Silence touched reality. And existence listened. Nova felt the familiar voices. Thousands. Millions. Countless fragments speaking as one.

My fingers twitch slightly at my side. The guard is still on the ground. Still frozen. Still trapped in whatever I just did to him. I don’t look away from Silas. And this time when the silence stretches It doesn’t feel like tension. It feels like a line. One I just crossed. And I’m not stepping back.