She hears the sound of the thunder when it hurts the sky, sound of animosity when a relationship cracks, sound of helplessness when a glass falls on the hard floor before breaking into pieces.
But everything seems incoherent when she hears the persistent silence of a dream that is broken into a million of razor-edged, depressing realities. In silence,her reality becomes a dark companion of a bleeding anticipation ; life blooms again ,with a nomad heart .
She knows that a broken dream is an absconding truth, like a lullaby that sleepless nights tries to locate in darkness, to make peace with restless days. Yet she keeps wandering, searching for a magic glue to fix her melting hopes on the sharp edges of those preserved pieces : only hope can produce refurbished dreams.
130 words for Trifecta: Week 104 .I used the weekly prompt :COMPANION [a : one that is closely connected with something similar ,b : one employed to live with and serve another ] .
I am linking this post with “Five Sentence Fiction – Pieces” , I used the concept of “Pieces” in this fiction here.
Today , we are celebrating International Label Day at Rara’s place . She invented this holiday for us, the word lovers.I am participating there with my favorite bloggers. I also got my picture clicked ( It’s really easy to stay behind the camera!) to wear a label that defines me . Visit Rara and don’t miss the rawr!