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Love in silence

Separated by fate

By Jessen ArdiansahPublished about a month ago 2 min read
Love in silence
Photo by Arnel Hasanovic on Unsplash

In a small village nestled between the mountains and a shimmering lake, lived a young woman named Sherly. Known for her radiant beauty and kindness, Sherly had a secret: she had been mute since birth. Despite this, her spirit spoke louder than words ever could. She communicated through gestures, facial expressions, and her soulful eyes, which seemed to convey the depths of her heart.

One day, a traveling musician named Jessen arrived in the village. His music was enchanting, a melodic blend of joy and sorrow that captured the hearts of those who heard it. Sherly was particularly captivated by his playing, feeling each note resonate deep within her. She would often sit quietly at the edge of the village square, listening intently as he played.

Jessen noticed Sherly's presence. He was drawn to her silent grace and the way her eyes sparkled with unspoken words. Intrigued, he began to play tunes that mirrored the emotions he imagined in her heart—gentle melodies of hope, longing, and unspoken love.

Over time, a bond formed between them, rooted in the silent conversations of music and expressions. Jessen learned to read the nuances of Sherly's gestures, while she understood the stories his music told. They spent evenings by the lake, where Jessen would play his flute and Sherly would respond with delicate movements, their own private dance of affection and understanding.

One autumn evening, under a canopy of stars, Jessen played a new melody, one filled with the tender hesitations and fervent declarations of love. As the last note lingered in the air, he looked into Sherly's eyes, his own filled with a silent question.

Sherly stepped forward, her heart pounding. She gently took Jessen's hands and placed them on her chest, where her heartbeat spoke the words she could not. In that moment, Jessen understood. No words were necessary; their love was a symphony of silent moments, each more profound than the last.

From that night on, their love story continued, a beautiful testament to the power of silence. They showed the village that love transcends words, flourishing in the spaces between sound and silence, where the heart speaks its own language. And so, in the quiet of their shared moments, Sherly and Jessen found a love that was timeless, pure, and endlessly profound.

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Comments (2)

  • Esala Gunathilakeabout a month ago

    Oh, bad fate is an obstacle but if one can hardly withstand, it is brilliant.

  • peterabout a month ago

    i very like this story

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