Sample V-11: The Void of Words
The room was a study in white. White walls, white ceiling, white sheets. There was a single window that looked out onto a grey sky, and a single chair where Julian sat, reading. I had forgotten the sound of my own name. Not because I didn't know it, but because it had no utility. In the void of my silence, names were just sounds, and sounds were ghosts. Julian didn't talk to me much. He didn't...
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