The Sunspire [NaNoWriMo] yaaron, sun lo zara

4. Your toon woke up with one of the senses (sight, hearing, sense of touch, sense of smell, sense of taste) missing.

he'd fallen asleep midway up the highest peak in the sunspires, exhausted from travel and drained, nearly completely, of emotion. the first thing he noticed upon waking was that it was very quiet. it was soothing, for a long while; it was a silence that had eluded him for many moons, and he reveled in it. enjoying the calm that had fallen over him like cool spring rain.

and then he coughed, and noticed that he did not hear that either.

or. . .did he? no, he only sensed the vibration of it, and perhaps his brain manufactured a sound to go with it. blinking, aditya coughed again, and again, nothing but sensation. no noise. beginning to breathe a little heavier, he scrabbled to his paws, sending rocks tumbling down the slope (with no sound), his heart pounding in his chest (but not in his ears).

trembling all over, he lifted his head and sent a lengthy tenor howl into the morning air—

and he might as well have called into a black hole, for it was completely and utterly silent.