The Horrible Torture"Can you hear me?" asks the blind man sitting in the corner.
Only to fall on the deaf ears of his best friend looking the other way.
Sensing his friend, he makes the usual "UH?" Turning to see his lips.
He repeats himself and asks the actual question.
"Can I have some water?" As he makes a drinking motion.
"Akay." replies his friend as he grabs his cup and fills the mans cup generously.
"Ull," says the deaf man as he places the cup handle into his hand then once on the table to show where it is.
"Thank you Mordichi," replied Dan. "I appreciate your company, thanks for comin over this Christmas."
The words fell on deaf ears but swift eyes as he stared at his friends lips.
He replied simply yet humbly, "na a probrem."
We leave these two men in their small shack hidden in the woods. A colorful and well maintained garden appears outside of the rotted and repaired shack. Bringing color to a desolate and barren forest. The gentle creek is displayed as we fade away into the clouds.