Wailing Cry 소설 & 이야기

Fear and tears consumed her as she cried out for help, but her pleas echoed unanswered in the empty expanse. "Sister, wake up," the twins pleaded, sitting close to her, tightly grasping her hands. They attempted to rouse her, but she continued to scream and cry. Suddenly, her scream pierced the air, and her eyes snapped open. Her face was drenched with tears, her throat parched from the relentless screaming.

And then I heard it, a howl. It shredded through the night like a wail of a dying god. Deep, primal, and repletewith a suffering so absolute that I felt my own lungs were bleeding. This wasn’t a summons of command, not a cry of command from an alpha gathering his followers, no. This was a cry of suffering, of loss, of a shattering in him. “Axel,” I panted, holding my chest as I dropped to my knees.

Chapter 79 The Morning Wail (reviewed & edited 4/17/24) *Ana* As the courtroom doors come into view, I can hear something. Someone is crying. No, it's not just crying; they are sobbing deep, shaking sobs. And they sound young. Who’s crying? My chest tightens as we come closer. The sobs echo and have a lingering pull of desperation to them. Whoever is crying, it must be for something important or something terrible.

The eyes sucked in with a wet pop, veins connecting like roots in soil. She cried out—sharp, agonized. Fell to her knees, hands clawing at her face. "It burns! Gods, it burns!" Tears mixed with blood streamed down her cheeks. She writhed on the floor, body convulsing, screams echoing off the walls. Minutes dragged—five, ten—her cries turning to sobs, then whimpers. I watched, fascinated. The hunger stirred; this was power manifesting.

First, Lucian’s howl. It was not the commanding cry of an alpha. It was the raw, shattered sound of a soul being torn in two. A note of pure anguish that vibrated through the earth, through the air, through the fading threads of my awareness. It was a sound that promised storms that promised blood, which promised the world would burn if it had taken me.

“He’s waking up. Elyan. Whip it. Don't you dare keep it down." "Please...." Elowyn cried as she continued. "Scream."

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.

I giggled, and the next thing that happened shocked me more. Tears cascaded down his cheeks like a stormy rainfall. With each sob that escaped his lips, the weight of his anguish filled the room, suffusing the air with a palpable sense of grief. The sound of his cries echoed through the empty spaces, a haunting melody of pain and loss that reverberated in the silence. In that moment, he was not just shedding tears; he was releasing a torrent of emotions long held captive, letting the raw vulnerability of his tears speak the words his voice could not utter.

I crawl back to the wall, my body shaking with sobs. ##########

All she could do was let the tears fall and cry out for help, hoping that someone would hear her and end her suffering. Blair's pain was becoming unbearable. It felt like her entire body was on fire, with each passing moment the pain seemed to intensify. Tears streamed down her face as she cried out in agony, her body shaking uncontrollably. She clawed at her skin, scratching herself so hard that her nails left red marks on her flesh. She felt like she was going to lose her mind.