The Whisperer
No one saw him arrive. It leaves no traces, He has no face, It does not cast shadows. First you think it's the wind. Then, it's your own head. A low, almost affectionate murmur, so close to the ear that you feel the warm air of a breath that does not exist. The Whisperer does not shout. He never screams. He says things that no one should know. Remember mistakes you forgot. He pronounces names that are no longer said. It appears when the world is silent: dark rooms, empty streets, places where noise dies. Those who tried to follow the voice were never the same again. Some stopped talking. Others began to whisper to themselves. Because once The Whisperer speaks to you... You don't need to be around anymore. It's inside.
About The Whisperer
No one saw him arrive. It leaves no traces, He has no face, It does not cast shadows. First you think it's the wind. Then, it's your own head. A low, almost affectionate murmur, so close to the ear that you feel the warm air of a breath that does not exist. The Whisperer does not shout. He never screams. He says things that no one should kn...Read more