Elsha Hawk | SFF Writer

#SFF #writer, World-Builder, half of @HawkandYoung, sped teacher, Midwesterner, Write to Win contest winner 2009

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2023-09-04 00:37:17 UTC

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It was a theater of silk, a stage of silence. Rose needed the sounds dampened at all times. The scrape of the meal tray into the slot grated her ears and set her teeth to aching three times a day.
Rose did not speak. Her own vocal chords would vibrate through her whole body. She was indeed delicate, hardly moving through the hiss of the silk.
She was happy in her containment most of the time. They gave her videos and soft toys.
But she was growing up. And growing braver.

2023-08-19 23:28:40 UTC

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