Dear Characters: A Confession
I’m going to kill you. Please don’t fight it.
After all, you either die on the page, on your own terms, or you die when they close the book. Which is worse?
A quick 33 words for the weekend Trifextra challenge. Head on over and read the rest of the entries (it won’t take you long)!
Happy Friday!
Receiver
“Pick up the phone.”
“This phone?”
“It’s ringing.”
Colin listened a moment, to the far-off sound of the freeway and cars driving through the mist.
“Is not.”
The stranger made no reply, simply inclining his head toward the phone. Colin shrugged and grabbed the broken receiver.
“There’s not even an earpiece on it, mate. How’m I supposed to hear?”
The voice that replied sounded digital and broken, like a recording from some earlier era, but the feeling of hot breath as the stranger whispered in Colin’s ear was distinct:
“The better question is: How am I speaking without a voice?”
Life in Onomatopoeia
Slurp
Wahh!
(Birth)
Haha!
*Scrape*
Wahh!
(Childhood)
Ooh
Mmm
*Slam*
Wahh!
(Adolescence)
