Tower of Silence

Dr. Shakira Nandini ☼

I am in a newly constructed building.

It's like a tower.

The tower is tilted to one side like an unholy awkwardness. Initially, it was promised to be installed vertically as the center of the sphere, although it was crooked due to basic dishonesty. Then the gravity of the earth overpowered everything else, so the constellation was unable to form a right angle and leaned to one side. When this was done, it was quietly decided that it would now be used only for burial. This building, built for the living, was turned into a tower of silence, and it was hidden from me.

I don't mind the tower bending, or its new use, or the thing being hidden. Now you don't mind anything. Anyone who has something to do should object. I have nothing. It's just up to me to be a spectator, so I'm just watching the show.

I look up at the bright sky from the edge of the Tower of Silence, and see the flocks of carnivorous birds coming up against the bright sky and covering it. It may be a visual illusion, but I can feel in my bones that the infection has begun.

ladies and gentlemen! I think I'm a bit of a living girl and I'm here by mistake, that this bridge was built around me by mistake. So I hope your Lord will give me the strength to scream now.

"Then a girl's scream, then a stillness."