LSS

The crescent moon was misted by the dark clouds, fresh from the bad storm that has hit the country the second time around. It was a rather peaceful night, everyone was able to breath calm after being part of another plot. The government channel calling for understanding and consideration for their failures, was back to its actual job. Back to the political arena, back to the battle for power. How many months yet before another wave of elections?

I was on our car, travelling back home, and looking out of the window seeing rows of houses in our village that appeared to be empty and deserted. People have already learned. They're not gonna come out of their nests unless very necessary. The voice of the radio host echoed in our car. We were silent, as we were all sleepy in a day of shopping.

Her voice was just as high and strong as a boar being pinched by a thousand needles. And a song that caught my ears played. I thought it was just like the others, talking about nonsense things on relationships, the nasal voice of Willie Revillame, K-Pop, and love songs. It was so mellow and simple but subtle enough to be voice out a sound reaching mountains.