I could hear my heart beating. I could hear everyone’s heart. I could hear the human noise we sat there making, not one of us moving, not even when the room went dark.
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I could hear my heart beating. I could hear everyone’s heart. I could hear the human noise we sat there making, not one of us moving, not even when the room went dark.
“He strained his eyes on the horizon; he lay flat on the ground, and in the throbbing of his arteries thought he heard an army.”
Gustave Flaubert | Salammbô