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An Introduction.

            I sat cross-legged with my elbows on my thighs on the motel mattress while he, with his hands behind his head, laid back and let his eyes focus on the odd texture of the ceiling. We wasting the night in silence. Much needed, yet unwanted silence. Seconds turned into minutes, minutes to hours until I finally broke it.

            “You’re not happy here, aren’t you?” My voice was a soft whisper that travelled the dimly lit room. There was no response -- nothing, except for a shift in the mattress. “Here, with me?” I turned to find him sitting on the edge of the bed, his head resting in his hands. He lets out a faint chuckle, one that lacked any trace of humor, and stayed still.

            “I don’t even know why I’m exactly here-- why we're here.”

            “Liam--”

            “I know, I know." He pauses. "Give you hope in silence, right? As if it's easier.” 

Reviews

[Horizons]

There's always a hope in silence, in dark, in light as well as in life. Pain and love always move together, if there's a love then there's a pain and if there's a pain, love always seemed there. So, we can say, Hope's everywhere! An introduction's seemed quiet interesting here. Nice intro., well put into the suspense. Nice flow of ink.

[nostal]

Fleeting and ghostly