Quiet Night

[rejectomorph]

A palpable silence has fallen over the forest tonight. No night birds have called, the chorus of frogs has been hushed, no breeze has stroked sighs and whispers from the pines. Even the amorous raccoons have vanished, and the dogs have not barked. The roads have lain dark and empty under the stars, undisturbed by so much as a falling pine cone.

The town, sunk in sleep and unearthly stillness, seems to hold its breath. In all the tree-shadowed miles, only my footsteps hint of life. I walk softly.

Comments

[siahjo.livejournal.com]

wow. you should write a novel

Thanks.

[rejectomorph]

Ah, but then I would have to invent characters. And a plot. That would be work. When would I sleep?

Re: Thanks.

[siahjo.livejournal.com]

heh. i guess we all have that thing called laziness in our lives

[thirdhand.livejournal.com]

When things like this happen, you know... something that always happens isn't happening, things get bad.

When the neighbors dont have the big bright lamps in front of their house turned on I dont understand anything around me.

I need a point of refrence.

If I enter my room and the computer is off I feel like the walls are colapsing due to lack of sound.

Everything being quiet? I'd go hide.