The ultraquiet dead calm of my mute room is grotesquely slaughtered by the jarring noise of a 'ticking seconds hand' in a faraway clock.
Perhaps I could awake the sleeping citizens of this house by vigorous blinking. Imagine the din my sparring eyelashes could cause.
Or how about shuffling feet? That'd bring the house down.
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