Prompt: “There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls” (Quickie Exercise)
That night, she broke her silence. From somewhere in her battered core, her frigid heart, she found a word, which for the first time her lips allowed her to fashion in an assertive manner: “No.” Two letters, one syllable, simple yet direct. She had always cowered, always drowning beneath the strain of untapped vocal chords. But tonight there was music from her lips: “NO!”
