If light were given voice, and screamed, what sound would it make? There’s a moment, when Margo pulls the cork from the bottle, and the Radiance realises what she’s done, that she knows that sound intimately. It is not a sound she can hear. It is beyond the capacity of her ears to process. This sound provokes a chemical reaction, violates her cells, her neurones. Vibrates through her, wreaking havoc.
From the tips of her toes to the ends of her hair, it alters her. Deep within. Tiny tears in t...
Published on October 18, 2013 13:49