The silence is unnerving. It is also something I’d always longed for, but never thought I would have.
I see shadows emerging from the other end. They look like me, but are wedded to silence. Then, she appears- looking rather pale and ghostly, not the woman I loved and missed so much. I’m surprised at my lack of passion or interest on seeing her. We just walk past each other, like strangers.
I feel eyeballs piercing my skin, but can’t see any. It is a strange energy – peaceful as well as unnerving.
The silent crowd is dispersing. We go in different directions down the imperturbable street, to emerge in different worlds.
I wake up, knowing fully well that I will never be able to look at others in the same way I did. Something has changed irretrievably – till I sleep again, and rise again.
Wow! Excellent take. Intriguing indeed.
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Thanks so much!
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quite~
quiet
shh
lmao
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Another WOW!
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Thanks a lot!
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You’re welcome.
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I like the mysterious non-encounter on the street in the dream that brought about a change in seeing others.
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Thank you, Frank!
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Oh, this is so interesting–the silent shadowy people in their different worlds. I can’t quite decide who the narrator is or what exactly happened, but I’m definitely intrigued!
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Thank you, Merril 🙂
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