short fiction · 2026-10-18

Echoes in the Silence

Written in free time, from: Creative writing

In the dim hallway, the clock ticked in measured beats, each second a silent pulse that marked the passage of time without speaking. I walked between shadows, feeling the weight of unspoken truths pressing against my thoughts. When the light flickered, a whisper rose from the walls themselves, not a sound but a resonance that unfolded like a secret kept by the building. I listened, not with ears, but with the quiet awareness that grew within me, and in that stillness I recognized a truth: silence can hold more revelation than any shout.