Silence

 

Amar
(Closed March 2018)

Silence. She was teaching meditation now. Breathe in, breathe out. The group followed her lead. Suddenly, someone at the back moved out of sync. Breathe in, breathe out. Another one out of sync. She stood up and walked to the back of the room. Now, one in the front row. Stop! What is going on? Everyone shrugged. OK, back to breathing. In sync again. For a few seconds only... She squinted. A corpse-pale specter kept pushing her students. She rolled her mattress and swung it. The specter looked shocked. Breathe in, breathe out, she said, a smirk on her face.

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My Name Is...

 "My name is... She stopped talking and started clicking. Everyone stared. For a full minute, she just clicked."

"Wait. You have literally lifted this from that film."

"No, I wrote this."

"You didn't. It's from that alien film."

"Ah, aliens. Right. In my story, there are no aliens. Something malfunctions in her brain and she stops using words."

"Forever?"

"Yes!"

"Forever...?!"

"Well, I'm not sure. I'm not that far into the story. I was thinking something neurological."

"Ah, ok. My name is... Mrs. ClickClick."

"Funny..."

"Get a better story. And don't lift any ideas from a film again."

"I didn't!"

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Frostbite

 

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When words stumble through the page in a wave of sorrow, tears morn a future unlived. When a smile brings a tightness to the heart, one pauses just to breathe, a foggy gaze peering through, an overwhelming sadness stifling one's fears. Numbness creeps through the cracks of one's soul and one swears never to feel this chill again. And yet, it returns. Word after word. Tear after tear, the pages pacing relentlessly, gnawing at what remains...

"What? I thought it'd be a children's story this time," said Mouse. "The darn book shifted again... This online sorcery course is total nonsense."

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