SILENCE March 6, 2016March 6, 2016Susanne Leist maybexitxkeepsxmexhigh Waves crashing. Fins stalking. Birds crying. Sun glaring. Head sinking. Darkness approaching. A soothing quiet. A wet blackness. A quiet void. Beneath it all. Share this:The Dead GameTwitterTumblrLinkedInRedditFacebookPinterestWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Related