Steam

Steam rose from a glass. The faint vapor wandered through the air. The heat quickly dissipated as the cup sat cooling on a desk. A blank sheet of paper and a pen lay there beside it.

The room was still.

It was as if the quiet, pensive being was not there.

The human sighed as music began to play softly in the background. The person continued to remain unmoved. The mind and the soul danced violently around each other inside the body.

The struggle between the two threatened to break the peace. The calm was on the brink of being destroyed and the only casualty would be the quiet being sitting there.