Tag: Ambulance

  • Muted Spectators

    Muted Spectators

    Ominous high-pitched voices  In some sort of emergency  On the phone, calling up for An ambulance, mingle with shushes.  Tongues click in despair. A shrill “We-oow-we-we-oow “, Echoing far and wide, Pervades my being as if  A dozen sirens were Piercing my ears. My senses, I muffle with Familiar sounds: Hushed cries of a baby,…

Log In

Forgot password?

Don't have an account? Register

Forgot password?

Enter your account data and we will send you a link to reset your password.

Your password reset link appears to be invalid or expired.

Log in

Privacy Policy

Add to Collection

No Collections

Here you'll find all collections you've created before.