The Walls (short prose)

The air hangs heavy with words unspoken.
Even the walls groan in agony. They’ve heard sadness, witnessed tears and winced at raised voices….

Finish the story in Tales in Teacups

©Vivian Zems

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Vivian Zems

Mum, author and dentist is how I describe myself. I love creating pictures from words. Sometimes a painter, other times a weaver- words are my tool; trying to create something beautiful. When I was nine, my dad introduced me to audio books. I was hooked. With his guidance, I fell into a world where words became life simply by weaving them together. So here I am, living out my passion- reading and writing! Enjoy the ride with me 😁😁

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