{"sf1_id":528923,"sf2_id":"1YAVWX01","title":"Quiet","author":"Kozel","words":239,"posted_at":"2013-04-20T11:08:00.000Z","tags":["Brothers","Goat","Kozel","Smoking","questions"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/528923-quiet","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/1YAVWX01","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/ac/9e/ac9e1f87-0115-4918-a0ae-e06abf60fd9c","description":"dunno what in the balls I'm doing.","content":"\"Sometimes I wish I didn't exist.\"   \nThe words came out as a muffled whisper, admitted but barely acknowledged by the  \nair that carried the waves of sound.   \n\"Wouldn't have to worry.\"   \nThe explanation was attached to the thought without much investment.   \nShem turned to Kozel, who sat idly typing away, his fingers communicating with people   \nacross oceans and vast distances. \"Huh?\" his talking fingers halted for a brief moment,   \neyes looking at Shem, head and horns tilting to the side in confusion, \"What'd you say?\" The goat kept his   \nfingers posed over the keyboard, ready to continue yapping at any moment.   \n\"Huh? oh... Said, sometimes I wish I didn't ...miss.\" Shem's eyes wandered as he mumbled   \nout the lie. His cheeks burned a bit, but he hoped Kozel was as he normally is, unhearing   \nand uncaring, \"Ok, whatever.\" yapping returned, the goat satisfied with the false information.  \nShem looked down and slowly shook his head. His eyes were fixated on the cherry of his   \ncigarette, burning tobacco providing a temporary escape for him to get lost inisde.  \nShem took another drag, enjoying the carcinogenic reward for inhaling the smoke. Quiet.  \nHe exhaled, and tapped the ashes into the tray, his mind still mostly occupied with the   \ncherry, but still empty. \"I am quiet.\" the words appeared as one would see gold flecks  \nappearing amongst the draining sand and rocks in a pan, sifting for the precious material in  \nwaste.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}