The Sound and The Fury
Exploring the Strength of Memory
I sat motionless on the floor.
A pale light filled the room and, for a moment, kept the shadows at bay. I faced the lone window and stared above the evergreen treetops while light snow flecked against their dark silhouettes. I shoved open the old window and listened.
I heard the hollow sound of wind passing through the evergreen groves and barren oaks s…