You have a very precious gift. Something very rare. She looked up at him inquisitively. Silence, he said. You are a rare silence in the midst of all noises. Balmy silence that sings. She laughed. But then, when alone, she thought, how could she be emanating silence when she constantly heard screams inside her mind?Like all her thoughts were came to be separate beings, self -aware, and they screamed--that couldnt be controlled by her any longer?
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