Writing Prompt One

A trickle of light bounces out from behind the door, into the bedroom, and shimmers across the wall-mounted television. Anger volleys back and forth, crossing the light’s path. The sheets are forced to shake and slough off onto the floor, into an inchoate linen pool. Darkness immures the room, and the only thing left is the sound of cheap electronics coming to a halt against something solid and shattering into pieces. Silence happens and leaves.

A cellphone’s screen illuminates the space, quickly followed by another sound of cheap electronics exploding. An extended quiet overtakes all things. Only muffled city sounds can be heard. Light fills the room with enduring calm.

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