Lastwailing Wood fell suddenly silent. The earth itself became mute, and like all times when a permanent noise suddenly ceases, the silence it summoned had a solid presence of its own. The silence filled the space we inhabited, it stole the air and became the earth and the sky. Its presence was tangible, a soundless physical entity. This was the same silence that had been felt since time began: the silence of a world before life, the silence of endings, the silence after the crucifixion.
It was the silence of death, enduring and unwearying, watching us play out the inevitable.
Neville Hunt 2 months ago
(I hate to mention it at a tense time like this Drew, but has time, and drabble numbering stood still for this one?) ... I guess a happy ending is out of the question?
Drew Martyn 2 months ago
O bugger, yes. Time tripped itself up there, walked around in a circle and is now back on it's rightful path.
Well noticed, Neville, and thank you :)