Silver-tongue - Chapter 2: She Can Hang
**She Can Hang** The chatter in the locker room was loud and brash. It sounded like the inside of a hollow skull with reverberation and echoes and stale tones filtering everything. Everyone stood in an area of furbished cream white, an interesting...
Silver-tongue - Chapter 1: Not Now
**Not Now.** The bustle in the city was undeniable. It grasped all in its wake and demanded attention. He sat and watched it, sat and watched people, most of which he would never meet, passing in what seemed to be slow motion, floating amongst...
Silver-tongue Chapter 4: Substantia nigra
**Substantia nigra** It was blackness that enveloped him. His home. His torment. Clouded, unending, monumental in scope; it gave itself away and rocked with an ebb and flow of rushing dark waters that could not be mistaken as anything but...
Silver-tongue Chapter 3: 10:37
**10:37** Sitting at her kitchen table and dressed to the hilt in her police uniform, Judy had not followed her daily routine of turning the television on after waking up in order to scope out any interesting political or national news, and this was...