short fiction · 2026-10-10

The Bridge Between Heard and Felt

Written in free time, from: Creative writing

In the quiet corridor of a mind that listens, a thin rope of vibration stretched across the room, its fibers humming with the cadence of distant voices. Each syllable arrived like a pulse against the skin, a soft thrum that could be heard in the air and felt as a gentle heat upon the shoulders. When the ears caught the echo, the body remembered the shape of the sound, recalling the weight of unspoken words. The bridge was not built of stone but of resonance, where every note became a step and every silence a pause, weaving together the distant chord of hearing with the steady beat of feeling.