Story of the Month: Carol Forrester
As we round out the summer months here in North America, RRP welcomes the talented Carol Forrester and her piece “Glorious Silence”. In this shorter piece – but not any less sweet and stirring – we experience a visceral commentary about the protagonist’s longing for silence. To read more of Carol’s work, please visit her blog CarolJForrester.
To read the piece on her website click here, “Glorious Silence”.
By Carol Forrester
“Is it not glorious?” he’d asked me, hand stretched to pull me up the slope towards him. “Can you not hear that silence?”
I shook my head, ignored his hand and grabbed the out-crop with as many fingers as would worm their way into the slate cracks.
“Serenity at its purest,” he told me and all I could think was of the ground water finding it’s way to the cavern floor in thick droplets, creating noise that explodes off every niche and fissure.
“Heaven,” he whispered, making me wish that he would simply stop. I was not here for his words, or the sound of his breath stirring the air that had not moved in centuries. I’d come for the promise of silence.
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