She Thrives

It hadn’t been long since she had spoken. A few days…a week perhaps. But the silence that swelled her ears sent her to another place and time. She became a Pharaoh, a Greek goddess, King Arthur’s maid. Time and silence made it so. After all, time was merely a way to keep everything from happening at once…and silence was simply a way to keep track of time.

She did eventually speak, to the cashier at the corner market, but only long enough to buy the makings of a meal. She ate it later, alone, and listened to the measures in her mind as if they were a new sonata written just for her.