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Aug. 28th, 2008

Dead Silent

mood: anxious
music: Into the Ocean - Blue October
     He'd never gotten the whole thing about "dead silence" with its connection to being dead and what-not. He just always thought it meant to be really quiet. But now, being dead and all, he finally understood what it truly meant as every word he said just bounced around the living, never meeting any ears at all.

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For [info]all_unwritten prompt 353, "dead silent."
All my responses are really short now >_< but I guess that's kind of a good thing - shorter things for you guys to read, hah.
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Jul. 22nd, 2008

All_unwritten Prompt 299 - Response

mood: cheerful
music: Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol
It came to no surprise to him that he was dead; the bus had hit him rather hard after all.
The amount of blood on the other hand, now that surprised him. And the people. Who knew so many people would be there to witness his death? He had pictured dying quietly in his bed, an old man with grandchildren and maybe even great-grandchildren to mourn him at his funeral. But these were strangers and he was childless. It wasn't how he'd pictured it.
They swarmed around him like the flies swarmed around the frog he ran over last night, trying to see who could get the closest without getting too close. It was amazing how one minute you could be faceless, another meaningless soul in a crowd of meaningless souls, but then the next all eyes were on you. It was scary, the transformation from face-in-the-crowd-individual to center-of-attention. Being dead helped a little though. All he had to do was watch as he suddenly became important.
He was never one for being noticed, always willingly blending into the background, hiding as much as possible. His body may be gathering a lot of attention, but his soul floated there above the scene until he grew bored and once again faded out of sight.
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