The Twilight Twenty-Five
Prompt No: 1
Pen name: snshyne
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100 Word Drabble
Grains of Life
If I stay silent, hold my breath, listen closely, I can hear the nearly muted sound of the sand grains passing from one cavern to the other. It's almost as quiet as the passing of time that one doesn't notice until it's gone.
I sit and I stare. I wait and I watch. It's crazy to care that the passing of this sand is all I have to keep my mind off of the fact that Edward's gone.
Just like time, here and gone. He passed through my life the way the sand drips from one cavern to the other.