Glass cracks
Pane breaks
Man enters silently
Eyes search
Hands feel
Cupboard, empty chest
Bright shock
Lights on
Robed man sighs
Look son
There is
Nothing left to steal
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Listen loudly. Every one of them is speaking. Whispers, overpowered. Turn an ear, friend. We'll be an audience of two.
Brice Posts 5 Kinds of Things Here:
- Short Stories (21)
- Contemplations (15)
- Poetical (13)
- How-Tos (4)
- Autobiographical Tales (3)
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Who Is Responsible For This?
- Brice
- "The Fable of the Moth" is a real fable about a moth that can't convince the other moths to stop flying into fires and burning to death. It seemed just misanthropic enough to use as the title of my blog.
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next moment
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