She stepped out into silence. This moment, between worlds, remained her favorite. Free from noise and distractions, she who was formless, surveyed the grace of her original existence, beauty without sound.
She breathed life into worlds, loved each one. Yet silence had come first, and its solitude welcomed her home.
Laura’s prompt for this story was turn on the silence. She referred to a walk in nature. As I typically do, I took this in a bit of a different direction!
It's funny. There I was on a nature trail beside a subdivision when there was suddenly complete silence. And your story is where I felt I was. Out there. Before it all began.