A World for You | Quick Piece

The night draws to a close and people’s voices are lowered to a whisper, but the undying dialogue in his head continued to shout. The rustling sheets quieted and in that moment, he realized that the world was sleeping before him. He greets the night like an old friend while he silently laughs at his friends for being taken as a victim of the night, strangled in an alternative state. He sat up in bed and got out of his bed, the shushing of his slippers echoing throughout the room. Without a word, he left the cabin and took the moonlight in his hand and the dialogue in his head lowered their voices in revere. He greets the closed shops and welcomes the parked cars. He whispers hello to the dim light in the counselor’s cabin and quickly ducks out of the way before they seem him. None say anything back. He doesn’t expect them to. An evening breeze caresses the valley and the mulberry bushes sway, so he stops in his tracks and sways with them, reaching his arms to the stars just so he could have something to hold onto. The breeze dies down and he thanks the bushes for the pleasant dance and continues on his walk. The voices in his mind begin to whisper, “You fool, it’s getting cold.” He shrugs and feels the gravel pricking his feet through his slippers while muttering under his breath, “I am no fool.” An owl sings a mournful song and he calls out, “Mister owl, what troubles you on this fine evening?” The owl shakes its feathers and hoots a response, so he stands under the tall pine tree and shakes his head. “I’m terribly sorry to hear that. I hope everything works out for you and your missus.” He continues walking and it’s only when the light streaming from the counselor’s cabin causes the entire forest to be basked in black did the voices start to shout again. “You fool, it’s getting late. Shouldn’t you be getting some sleep?” He stuffs his hands in his pocket and softly says, “You’re right. I’ve had my fill for the night.” And with that, he shuffles past the pine tree, the counselor’s cabin and avoided all the sharp rocks and tucked himself back into his sleeping bag. He closed his eyes and his friend whispered, “Dan, what are you doing up so late?” He shrugged and allowed himself be taken as a victim of the night.

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