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Title: Left
Prompt: Quiet
Rating: G
Word Count: 122
Genre: Angst-poetry? (Time-skip again)
A/N: I did two submissions for this prompt. I got bit by a bug halfway through my planned submission and couldn't not.
There were no more children playing in the streets. No laughter, no scraped knees ignored.
There were no more mothers going to market. No haggling, no hot gossip spilled.
There were no more dogs weaving between feet. No barking, no tails wagged.
There were no more fathers leaning on fence-posts. No grunts of agreement, no home-lives bemoaned.
There were no more chickens in the coops. No clucking, no fresh eggs fried.
There were no more grandparents sitting on porches. No parchment-voiced compliments, no life lessons imparted.
There was no more Gray-sama sharing her home. No whispered goodnights, no quirks discovered.
Everyone had left her, taking the noise of life with them.
And once again, all Juvia had left was
drip
drip
drop.