In all of the night the voices called and the car rushed on, shattering the silence. The echoed agaisnt the sides of his skull, they pounded at his temples, and they plucked at the tender flesh of his heart like vultures scraping away the remains of a withered carcass.
Onward the car rushed as sparks sprang to life as it hit the guard rail, and for a moment time was still as neither the car nor the rail gave way. Than like an angry child spinning away from a parent, the car was reflected. Spinning and weaving, with a screech of tires off the wet pavement that echoed in all of the night.
Still louder was the voices, they would not cease. Forever, in all of the night they drowned him with their words.
The world spun out of control around him and the moonlight baved the reckage in an eery light that was never to be forgotten in all of the night.
He lay there, his heart whispering a beat as the voices finally ceased. Only a dull murmur as they too died.
"That poor man," One final voice continued obstinately, "he lost everything. Can you imagine? Someone 'ought to do something to help him."
Than it to died as the final breeze brushed through all of the night. It escaped from his chest as his heart stilled. And all of the night will forever remember that broken hearts have no need for hollow words.
All of the night- got stuck in my head, and it will probably be edited sometime, but at the moment I just wanted to get it out.
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