The ephemeral swish of trees, cars, and compressed air from the doors of the bus breaks the silence, but within the cacophony of noises, it’s still quiet.
Browsing: Sounds
The buzzer for the nurse has been ringing for the past few minutes. The orchestra of beeps and buzzes are crescendoing. It’s burning into every crevice of my skin.
I have never heard such a distressed shriek in my entire life, a pitch so piercing it drowns the droning motor and pixelates the passersby. It replaces the air, gasping and incessant, yet everyone here pretends not to hear it.