the foresaken voice (standard:other, 199 words)
Author: kathyg	Added: Apr 05 2007	Views/Reads: 3382/4	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A woman with no voice tries to utter a word. All sound is locked forever in her throat...the foresaken voice!

A fury of footsteps interrupt the quiet of the woods. Crashing through
branches, darting left, right, no where really. Looking for a safe 
haven in a thunder of reality. A voice trying to scream in a vacuum of 
propriety. A woman with no voice tries to utter a word. All sound is 
locked forever in her throat. Such a lovely throat. Soft, velvet, long. 
Classic. Running for sheer terror, leaving behind a mess of trouble 
only to find more ahead. The address changes but the curse follows. 
Beauty package of fine lineage, a fine and creative mind all wrapped up 
in thoughts of yesterday.... Oh, yesterday, damn you! Leave her be. Go 
away and let her at peace. Lest she forget the poison you leave in her 
mouth. Pray, please dear heart, for a truce to this lonely journey, of 
a family that abandons you, of friends that forsake you , of utter 
betrayals. To walk this earth one more day, cut out the heart and feel 
nothing, nothing of the past. The past is dead and the future frozen 
oasis of which thirst thrives. Legs are weary from the travel and 
despair, lost once again. 

The forsaken voice! 


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