Voice In The Wind Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Dela’s whispers of promises of my blood-filled future making it hard to breathe. The sky grew dark, and the wind became harsh. My hair whipped across my face stinging my skin. The trees began to lit on fire, the life around me rotting, shrivelling up to nothing before bursting into dust. They laughed and sang. I tried to run, but I was cemented in place. My voice was a mere whisper as I tried to tell them it wasn’t true, tell them to get away. I felt warmth fill me. I heard a sweet voice telling me to come back, telling me it wasn't real.

, i dont know why but i put my arms out and spin and blow with my mouth, i cant explain but i feel as though im calling the wind, i have no idea where my strength was coming frombut i have neverfelt so strong, I twirl my arms and the wind came, the more i twirled the stronger the winds got, nobody could see a thing, i could only just see Jonas, he was running but the wind kept pulling him back, most people had ducked as low to the floor as they could including Shannon whovwas still behind me, "You can drop the wind now" Jamie said through the mind link, so i dropped my arms slowly until they came to a stop and the wind died down until it was non existent.

It wasn’t coming from anywhere nearby, it seemed to come from the air itself, as if the wind had learned how to cry. "Please... avenge me, Evelyn," the voice begged, trembling with tears. Evelyn froze, her breath caught in her throat. Her eyes widened as the voice said her name. The wind swirled around her, scattering leaves and dirt in restless circles. Evelyn’s eyes darted to John, lying helpless nearby. She wanted to move, to help him but her body wouldn't respond. It felt like the voice had wrapped invisible chains around her, keeping her rooted in place.

The wind whipped around the clearing. The wind was soft, but I remembered the day before how loud and terrifying it could be right before I pulled lightning from the sky. It could be destructive enough to rip houses apart, to push water away, but gentle enough to feed the soul. I felt my hair whip around my face, and I heard the distant cries of eagles. The wind grew louder in my ears until it sounded like a thundering stampede charging down at me. “Uranus.” I called out through the wind. “Uranus, I call to you.” I screamed over the screeching wind. I heard the thumping of an enormous bird, and in my mind I saw it.

Just as I selected the photo, an anxious voice suddenly rang out in my mind, "Wait, Mom! You can't send that!" Startled, I looked up. However, I didn't see any children around. Who on earth had just spoken? Sensing my confusion, the voice spoke again, "Mom, it's me. I'm your baby!" I was even more confused. Was the baby in my belly talking to me? But it was only a fetus that had barely taken shape! The voice continued, "Mommy, you sent that message right after the checkup in your last life. Dad's secretary saw it and got jealous, so she ran off. The deal he was about to sign fell through. In the end, Dad blamed everything on you.

The fried egg was burnt to a crisp, and the veggies tasted like they were scorched. She took a bite, grimacing at the salty bitterness, but managed a nod. "It's yummy." Samuel sighed in relief and playfully tousled her hair. "I'm glad you like it. I was worried I'd ruined it." He then turned to make a call on the balcony, his back to the kitchen. He did not see Tania's grip on her fork tighten. She had learned to read lips while teaching at a school for the deaf during her first year of college.

"The wind—it's getting dangerous!" "I just know," Kael whispered as he watched the wind accelerate into a screaming vortex. He could hear her cries shift from sobs to a loud, agonizing scream that ripped through the air, echoing off the cliffs. The sound was visceral, filled with years of loneliness, hatred, and a grief so heavy that he felt it too.

Me? “You could,” she hissed, “but you don’t. Because you don’t know how. That changes now. Summon the wind.” “How?” I whispered, my throat dry. “By power of mind,” she said casually, as if it was the simplest thing in the world. Like breathing. Like 1 + 1. I closed my eyes. I imagined the wind rising, leaves rustling, air wrapping around me. Nothing. Just silence. “Try harder,” Eilyul snapped.

“No.” “Remember” the voice sounded so close as if it came from someone right behind me. so close that I could feel his breath in my ear. I trembled. "The forest remembers.” The voice came again. I turned sharply but there was no one behind me. “Come home.” The voice came again. This time sounding like it was being carried away by the wind to my ears, making sure only I heard it.

I nodded at him, like it was our final farewell. “Mommy, does that man know you?” She looked back curiously after we had walked a bit further. “I’ve met him before. I don’t know him well, though,” I answered gently. “Why is he crying?” I did not look back. The sunset shone on the street. Our shadows were stretched. “Maybe...” I smiled and tucked the little teddy bear into my daughter’s arms. “Maybe the wind was too strong. It just blew something into his eyes.”