A Flower in the Silence
Someone has left a flower in the silence between moments, that secret place where you long ago learned to go to hide from the world. A place which you had always thought only you could access.
Because, well. It’s inside your mind. Right?
The flower is pale, almost immaterial. It looks like a pencil sketch.
You gingerly pick it up and sniff.
It doesn’t smell like anything. Which does make sense—smells have always been the hardest things to imagine with any sort of accuracy—but it’s still a bit disappointing.
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( ~6 Min.)