SILENCE
After a few brief words, in reference to her absence (during which she didn’t explain at ALL where she had been, or why she had left, Aubry’s muse said nothing at all for weeks. She’d make coffee, sit at the table, and watch Aubry go about the chores of daily life. After a few days of pleading, Aubry fell into silence as well. She’d simply ignore the muse, going about things like there was no one at all in the room. Eventually, the silence grew more comfortable than talking; neither knew how to broach breaking the quiet. It continued on.
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