Unable to move. Unable to speak. His mind screams into the sea of people. They cry for their own attention. He cries behind a chiseled grin. They do not hear. They do not see the ponderous, stone giant.
They do not care.
January 4, 2011
Ah Chooo
So sick of sneezing, running nose, itchy-watery eyes.
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Whisper in the Giant's ear.