The Pulse: Short Fiction
He blanched at the sight of the lifeless body that lay before him. Gaze fixed, he reminisced about his days as a first year medical student…it was the first time he had laid eyes on a corpse.
He blanched at the sight of the lifeless body that lay before him. Gaze fixed, he reminisced about his days as a first year medical student…it was the first time he had laid eyes on a corpse.
He was a caged parakeet knowing the confines of the walled-in existence only could be helpful for her.
So, is silence the loss of voice or sound? I think there is a lot to be read and written about silence, not as an absence of noise but a language in its own merit.
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