‘We need someone else to remind us what we already know’,she muttered. As a result of hearing one of its kind the hundredth time, he beseeched to keep her convoluted, but truthful reasoning to herself.
Forbidding this reality from entering their dreams was his new dream.
Silence was dead for long, disturbances in the surrounding helped their minds tangle more, hunted for peace.
Falling prey to her thoughts was their hobby, an ultimatum.