Place of Whispers – #MicroFiction

 

Here they linger, whispering softly into the stillness.
A trace of what once was adrift on the here and now.
As silence turns and the surging rush of life moves onward, here they linger, waiting.
Forlorn, though not forgotten, the whispers sing from the hush, transcending time and place to remind any who may yet hear,
that Here they linger.

~Morgan~

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