Saturday, 3 February 2018

Talking Statues by Ella

Statues, families of statues, all over town. Appearing one by one. If you stand and stare for long enough you can hear their whispers in the wind, all at once. It is hard to make out what they're saying. You can make out one of them is a child talking to a Mum, "Mum can they hear us?" it squeals.
"I don't know, honey." she replies in a hopeless voice.
They were trapped inside stone bodies and couldn't get out. People wondered and made up many interesting stories about them that would spread like a virus across the whole town.

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