These Silent Woods Novels & Stories

My actions were limited now—no lock, no drawer rummaging, no disappearing. But for a while, I could sit still. Let my heartbeat find rhythm again. Let the silence take me, just for a moment. The room was dim, but not empty. Shadows hugged the corners, whispering where the light dared not touch. The moonlight streamed through the window like a memory—cool, silver, quiet. I stood there for minutes. Just… watching. The woods beyond were still. But they held secrets. They always did. Trees have a way of remembering things.

“Yah, Yah. How about we go in silence? I want to get out of here as quickly as possible. I'm tired and I don't want to stop here. This place gives me the crips.” "At me too. There is something wrong with this place. It seems to get darker and weirder by the minute. It even raised my fur.” He tries to walk carefully, looking everywhere. In the three years that he had lived alone in the woods, he had never seen the wood so silent. “We didn't hear a bird, an insect, nothing. It's so quiet it hurts my ears. It's really weird." Ryan shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts. It was just a forest, nothing more. But nevertheless, it was very strange.

Zen, Gasher, and Furo trudged on in the dense woods, still in search of the elusive Black Cave of Oints. The atmosphere was eerie, the only sound coming from the rustling of leaves underfoot and the occasional snap of a twig. The towering trees cast deep shadows, and the only light came from the occasional beam of sunlight that filtered through the leaves. As they walked, Zen noticed that the forest had grown increasingly quiet. "Have you guys noticed how silent it's gotten?" he asked, his voice hushed. "It's like everything's holding its breath."

Not my life, so not my life. I'm finally in the woods and I feel calm immediately. What's it about the woods? Is it a werewolf thing? Being in the woods feels like being in a cool river. Calm and peaceful. All I can hear are the trees dancing, the birds chirping and the wind going on a journey and they pass through me as they do that. I just love the woods. My eyes are closed and my head is held up high enjoying the peace.