The Sound Of Silence
an experimental flesh fiction horror/mystery story
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And then everybody died. Not a sound. No gory, silly, violent scenes. Nothing. Everybody except for one soul. He stood in awe, in deadly silence, and could not make sense of what had just happened... and what he was supposed to do now.
About the Creator
A Failed Artist, A Disillusioned Poet, An Underpaid Game Show Host
I took my son and niece to Gori, a small town in Georgia where Joseph Stalin was born. They talked me into visiting the Stalin's Museum, the largest in the post-Soviet space. I had resisted going there because I just can't stand the monster and know enough about him, or so I thought.
By Lana V Lynx6 days ago in FYI
Comments (11)
"Flesh fiction" oooh you clever bugger 😁
Where is all the nudity though? I was promised flesh fiction?!!! 🤔
That was genius! Freaking brilliant! Like whoaaaaa! You blew my mind!
I once did a newsletter article very much like this. Just a lot of empty space followed by something like, "When I have nothing to say, perhaps it's better if I simply listen."
I'm confused but also intrigued ❤️
A sad sad tale, but at least they found some kind of peace. Wait, who found peace?
Dammit I thought I would be the first to mention John Cage, but now I'm too late. Way to put the horror of the void to use. My mind came up with a million scenarios, but maybe ther is no scenario...
👏👏👏
If John Cage were a horror writer.
Oh you're playing curious games here. It's certainly got my brain engaged.
Great microfiction