Sun_Sailor
Physical Therapist and aspiring author living in Boston.
Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #23: Write a haiku about deceit. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
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Challenge
Write a myth, based upon the one thing that inspires you EVERY single day. A myth is usually telling the story of how a natural phenomenon came to be, but you can also create your own. Inspire those who read your story. Write in any style in 100 words.
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Silence
In the beginning, all was sound, cacophony. There was no rest, no reprieve from the endless, swirling vortex. All beings ambled through life with hands over their ears, adding to the clamor with their cries. Children were born, lived and died in anxiety, dissonance and bedlam.
Until one day, a single man stopped, sat, and was quiet. One by one, each person who passed settled themselves next to him, closed their mouths, opened their ears, gained a new reprieve. Gradually, the world became still, the noises dulled. They learned to listen and breathe, in and out. Thus, silence was born.