Why Had Aural Left People?
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Publicado: 12 de enero de 2013
Why had Aural left people?
He was sick of hearing them. He was tired of listening to what people were saying. He was tired of listening to himself reply. Tired of complaining about what they said.Listening to them chew, walk, sit, snore, breath, live.
He found a cave and crawled, spiralling deep into the centre of the earth. To at last find peace and quiet.
Sitting, crossed-legged inthe dark, he kept as still as possible, trying not to make a sound.
Even then, the silence was deafening.
He heard his own breath, rushing through the intricate webbing that was his lungs.Trying not to breathe meant he heard his heart beat slowing due to the decrease in oxygen, the roar of blood through his veins become more of a swoosh silence whoosh.
In each of those silences, he nowheard his nails growing, like a long, sad, creaking mountain settling into place over hundreds of years.
Very softly he hummed to himself, to block out the noise.Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.
He was at peace.
When you are tucked up in bed at night and the silence is all you can hear, throbbing in your ears, know it’s coming from below.
On her very firstday of school, everything was big, there was so much to do and so many people. It was all so strange.
“If I stand by the front gate for long enough,” she said to herself, “I will meet everyone in theschool. No one will be strange to me then.”
That is what she did. The first bell rang and she stayed in place until her teacher came looking for her. She explained her plan, the teacher giggled andtold her to come inside. She refused, insisting she was going to meet everyone. Because she was so little and the request so cute, the Principal decided to march every grade past her, it was fun.
Thiswas a mistake.
The little girl grew up with the belief that if you stood in the same place long enough, you would meet everyone.
Oh her sixteenth birthday, she went to the largest train station...
He was sick of hearing them. He was tired of listening to what people were saying. He was tired of listening to himself reply. Tired of complaining about what they said.Listening to them chew, walk, sit, snore, breath, live.
He found a cave and crawled, spiralling deep into the centre of the earth. To at last find peace and quiet.
Sitting, crossed-legged inthe dark, he kept as still as possible, trying not to make a sound.
Even then, the silence was deafening.
He heard his own breath, rushing through the intricate webbing that was his lungs.Trying not to breathe meant he heard his heart beat slowing due to the decrease in oxygen, the roar of blood through his veins become more of a swoosh silence whoosh.
In each of those silences, he nowheard his nails growing, like a long, sad, creaking mountain settling into place over hundreds of years.
Very softly he hummed to himself, to block out the noise.Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.
He was at peace.
When you are tucked up in bed at night and the silence is all you can hear, throbbing in your ears, know it’s coming from below.
On her very firstday of school, everything was big, there was so much to do and so many people. It was all so strange.
“If I stand by the front gate for long enough,” she said to herself, “I will meet everyone in theschool. No one will be strange to me then.”
That is what she did. The first bell rang and she stayed in place until her teacher came looking for her. She explained her plan, the teacher giggled andtold her to come inside. She refused, insisting she was going to meet everyone. Because she was so little and the request so cute, the Principal decided to march every grade past her, it was fun.
Thiswas a mistake.
The little girl grew up with the belief that if you stood in the same place long enough, you would meet everyone.
Oh her sixteenth birthday, she went to the largest train station...
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