27 February 2013
It's was the best time to be silent and the worst time to be loud and yet the quiet screamed at me like a cacophonous wail of a banshee clanging into the ears. I looked to the left, closed my eyes, pressed
my tongue against the roof of my mouth and uttered the word - Stop. The quiet ceased, the corners of my mouth turned upwards and the dead left the room .....
REST • Opuss № I