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A wall of silence, falls and crushes all thoughts Slamming against the words waiting to get out Crawling, scrabbling, wanting to be heard, unable to break free. A wall of words, crashes against the soul An assault of the worst … Continue reading
Endless whispers break against the walls of the heart, flow against the rivers of the soul. A peaceful place, burdened by unimaginable sorrow, protected by a maze of dead ends and twisting thorns.
Chapter 2 The darkness surrounded her; it was never ending as if nothing else existed in the world except blackness. The dripping had long ago ceased and it had been replaced with an eerie silence.
PC Sam Hawkins had never seen so much blood before. It was everywhere. Even places you could never imagine blood to be able to reach. His stomach churned, unsettled by what he had seen. Hawkins closed his eyes and tried … Continue reading
Chapter 1 As the early morning sun yawned over the world, she was heavily veiled by thick, grey, after-storm clouds. They prevented her from warming the world, leaving everything in a murky, damp condition. Misery marked the day, overshadowing any hope … Continue reading
It was the dripping sound that woke her. Forcing its way into her dream like an unwelcome visitor. She screwed her eyes tightly shut, trying to hang on to the fast fading images sweetening her sleep. She suddenly became aware … Continue reading