Novel & Cerita Whispering Wall

POV: Rhea Mooncrest "Where is the ritual, Micah? It’s too quiet here." Rhea stopped in the center of the Whispering Stones—a circle of jagged, upright monoliths that looked like teeth pointing at the sky. The air was unnaturally still. There were no crickets, no wind, no sound of distant wolves. Micah stopped and turned to face her. He didn't look like a savior. He looked like a man walking to his own funeral. "I’m sorry, Rhea," he whispered.

Two miles north of the packs gilded gates, the air was colder, stripped of the silver-laced protection that warmed the Alpha’s inner sanctum. Here, the Whispering Woods earned their name. The wind whistled through the jagged pines like a low, mournful flute, carrying with it the scent of wet fur and iron.

He whispered against my ear. A shiver of excitement ran through me which immediately released my hold on him. “Good girl.” He whispered before kissing my neck. I drifted off to sleep before Damian returned. Small waves lapped against the sand as I stood watching them. The sound of wildlife around me filled my ears. The waves swooshed louder and became bigger. Quickly swishing passed my ankles and sent ice cold waves through me. I tried to back away but I was held in place. The sand was swallowing up my feet and holding me in place. I tried to thrash and pull my way out, but I couldn’t move. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. As soon as my eyes closed, the sand released me and the crash

I would need to find out and if there is, then Mom and I will need to make sure no one sees us. My phone begins ringing and I take it out, ‘UNKNOWN NUMBER’ I look at Ms Watson. “Oh excuse me, I need to take this.” “Go ahead dear, after lunch perhaps you can help me with the arrangements for the ball.” “Of course!” I say as I step out onto the cobbled streets. The Whispering Mountain Pack is a breathtaking place. Unlike Dark Hollow Falls, it is filled with nature and beautiful scenery. With a stunning backdrop of snowy mountains and a waterfall that could be seen from afar.

Again the sound of barking dogs reaches my ears only louder as if the barking was coming from right above me. “HEEEEEELLLPPPP” I yell out with as much force as my now sore lungs can muster. “HEEEEELLLLLLLLLPPPPPP MMMEEE” i keep yelling with all i have praying that they find me and help me. Times passes and the barking has now stopped, the only thing I hear is silence, just as I had started to give up hope a small sound of what I think was steal hitting rocks echo’s around me then slowly I start to see sparks of light until it blinds me.

Suzie responded as she gently changed into a new pair of shoes. “She could hear the voices of the damned. Maybe because she is part of the damned,” “What is she talking about?” I was curious to know. The look on the priestess face made it scarier to want to know. “Only few people are allowed to hear the other side, listen to what they say, the story they have to say. We call them Whisperers,” The priestess explained as she took a seat next to the fireplace. Her old raggy clothes couldn't hide the fear she felt.

I whispered his name. He was looking at me with his eyes full of unknown emotions. I could probably name it but not as a whole. "Larie..." Just by hearing him says my name, I couldn't help myself but to feel weak. Pakiramdam ko ay nanghihina ako sa tuwing naririnig ko siyang binabanggit ang aking pangalan. Ang lakas ng pagkabog ng aking dibdib ay hindi ko makayanan. He placed himself on my back and hugged me from behind. I smiled. Feeling the coldness of water that runs across my body together with his heat that enveloped me, I didn't know what did I do to deserve it. To let me feel it. Him.

It was completely calm outside, making it difficult for her to separate imagination from reality *sigh* She turned back to walk inside while [ahhhhhhh] she suddenly felt someone whisper in her ear . She flinched and turned back immediately and fell down there is no one around **bang** again, the door banging sound was loud enough for her to flinch in fear ... She walked back of the house and observed it was coming from the 'wall of death [again!"] She slowly moved all the thorns in the path and reached the cliff. It was full of light She can see the blood palms being imprinted on the wall clearly. She can hear faint voices from the other side

Without her realizing it, her long-buried grievances seemed to be easing away. Her eyes turned watery. The lyrics were a bunch of simple and straightforward words, yet she found herself completely absorbed in them. "Whisper of the Silence." Danise smiled. "Lovely song, isn't it?" "Whisper... of the Silence?" A glimmer appeared in her lifeless gaze. "Such a beautiful name. Is this your latest work?" "How I wish. It's Kyle." Staring into her eyes, he continued, "He composed it with hopes that it could reach the ears of somebody he misses."

Loud laughs and hoots of encouragement rose from the crowd watching, as they found my humiliation very entertaining. She lowered her head close to mine and whispered. “I wish you would cease to exist.”