Friday, July 19, 2013

Sotto Voce

Silent Hills

His heart pounded frantically, a cadence of horror, of unending urgency. The others waved at him showing the way, while a storm of eyes chased his will away. He didn’t give up, he wouldn’t give up. He ran at the pace of his heartbeat, one step after the other, relentlessly. Despite his struggle, it seemed his destiny was farther and farther away, the others nothing but a shadow of indistinctive contours. He looked back. They were closer. He made one last effort, one last push forward, one last step, one last thought. The others were no more. He was lost. The snowstorm covered everything. He fell on his knees and made peace with himself, his life a row of smiles and happy recollections. The eyes would reach him and kill him, but he heard his son’s voice murmuring sotto voce a song he used to sing to him when he was a baby, the song his heart needed. He closed his eyes and departed.

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