Voice In The Wind Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“I called the Firstborn.” Behind us, the wind howled again—deeper, louder, older. The earth trembled beneath our feet. And the forest answered back.

That was more than enough for me. I can still endure it all, so I will keep going no matter what. _ _ _ Must have been the wind Copyright © nostxlgicxx

MEREK The air in the north tower was thin and smelled of old starlight. I stood by the stone window, my hands resting on the cold ledge. To a human, the wind sounds like whistling. To a wolf, it sounds like a howl. But to a spirit, the wind is a library. It carries the voices of everyone who has ever lived on this mountain. Tonight, the voices were loud. They were whispering names I hadn't thought of in a hundred years.

The wind was fierce and unyielding, but they pressed on, knowing the importance of their mission. Standing on the edge of the cliff, Luna raised her arms, calling out to the spirits of the wind. She felt the air swirl around her, lifting her hair and filling her lungs with its invigorating presence. With a chant, she captured a portion of the wind's essence in a crystal vial, which glowed with a vibrant green light. --- The final element, fire, awaited them in the heart of a dormant volcano. This was the most dangerous part of their quest, but they faced it with unwavering courage.

Third Person POV Hearing the neighbor's words, Simon froze. Moved out? But… Janice had never told him about her moving. Panic began to rise in his chest. He took out his phone, his fingers trembling slightly as he sent Janice a message. [Janice, you moved?] The message wouldn't go through. He pulled up her contact and tried calling her, only to realize she had blocked his number. The elevator doors opened nearby, and Gem walked over to him.

It knows how stories end… and how they begin again. "I’ll wait," I say one last time, louder now. Stronger. "As long as it takes." And when the wind answers me this time, it’s not cold. It’s warm... like fire, like a promise. THE END OF BOOK ONE!

I repeated as if reciting a poem. I stepped into the roof top and I waddled across the roof top. The raucous shrieking wind beclouded my voice I could not listen to my voice anymore I could only feel my lips moving. The breeze snuggled me lovingly like a blanket and it stroke my hair. The strands of my hair trembled on my shoulders.

I broke down crying without restraint as I murmured tremulously, "Grandpa…" He was barely conscious and handed me a recording device. It was something he had once bought to record the funny things I said and our shared memories. I never imagined it would be used like this. I roughly wiped the tears off my cheeks. "Grandpa, please don't leave me. I was wrong. I didn't take good care of you. I never thought Leon would dare to show his face here. I should've been more careful."

I didn’t provide him an answer but continue to just looked around the place, one more time to find where the voice is coming from. He made me look at him. “ What’s going on?” he asked, now concerned. My hand's quiver as I heard what the voice commanded, and open the 30th page of the blank book but nothing is written on it. “ Devon! What’s happening?” Alpha Antonio said, watching me tremble into the words that only I, is hearing. He didn’t hesitate to grab the book out of my hand and throw it somewhere, only then the voice became louder. I shrieked. “In the sun! Try to open the book directly on the rays of the sun,” I shouted because the ringing in my ears wasn’t stopping. As confused as he i

This wasn’t like the movies, this was fucking reality and I might end up shooting myself in the face, or worse — end up mistakenly shooting Chris, if I tried using a gun in a situation like this, for the first time. The ground suddenly vibrated as a loud, ear-shattering sound went off, leaving my mouth hanging open and my heart jumping into my mouth in fright. My ears rang loudly for long seconds as I struggled to get a firm grip on my surroundings. The ground still rumbled and the air smelled of sulfur. Like I just stepped into hell. My mind grasped onto the tiny thread of thoughts that made sense now, wasn't that the bomb that Chris and I abandoned? What the fuck did I unknowingly get myse