Silence was the only thing that could come out of his mouth. He couldn't speak, he couldn't scream, he couldn't even moan. He tried, just as he had been trying to do for years. He wanted to know what he would sound like, and wanted to speak what he felt instead of a compilation of hand gestures and writing everything.
He needed to know what it felt like to talk, to scream until your throat is raw, to whisper out your lover's name in the darkest of nights.
He wanted to be human.
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