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It followed her out into the dark of the night.  Growing with each tension filled step.

It hung in the air as her screams died away.  Echoing in ominously empty tones.

It rested on the lips of an onlooker.  Turning a blind eye on an unspeakable deed.

It filled the ears of the madman.  Deafening reason, logic, and sense.

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Julia's Place

The prompt this week is: Silence

The rules:  Now this is a little different as I don’t want you to include the word but write about silence – what it feels like, evokes etc.  As usual you have 100 words. Please keep your piece suitable for a PG certificate. The link will close on 9th Sept.

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