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priscaTitle: The Sound of Silence
Characters: Mr. Smith
Prompt: sound of silence
Words: 147
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Frowning, Smith opened his eyes. Not a nightmare had woken him from sleep; something was different today. The rain had finally stopped, and a fresh smell of grass and wet soil filled the air. The sun just started to rise from behind the clouds, promising a beautiful day.
Smith sat up. It was not that. He listened hard. Nothing! Silence!
Since he woke up on the shore of the lake months ago, the booming voice had been in his head. He had tried to ignore it at first, but no one could escape God's voice. It was omnipresent, every hour, every minute. Every day and every night.
But now – silence. Smith relaxed and smiled. He wasn't sure if this was a good or a bad omen. But for the moment, he didn't care. He would enjoy the sound of silence as long as it lasted.
Characters: Mr. Smith
Prompt: sound of silence
Words: 147
:::
Frowning, Smith opened his eyes. Not a nightmare had woken him from sleep; something was different today. The rain had finally stopped, and a fresh smell of grass and wet soil filled the air. The sun just started to rise from behind the clouds, promising a beautiful day.
Smith sat up. It was not that. He listened hard. Nothing! Silence!
Since he woke up on the shore of the lake months ago, the booming voice had been in his head. He had tried to ignore it at first, but no one could escape God's voice. It was omnipresent, every hour, every minute. Every day and every night.
But now – silence. Smith relaxed and smiled. He wasn't sure if this was a good or a bad omen. But for the moment, he didn't care. He would enjoy the sound of silence as long as it lasted.