“In my head I hear a whisper, or rather the memory of a whisper. The familiar voice is soft, and it warms me from the inside out as it murmurs a name: Charlotte.”
“Ren? I begged. Please don't leave me.You are in my heart. Always. His warm voice whispered softly and then faded away.”
“Out of silence I begin to hear the voices of characters whispering snippets of a story to me.”
“If I meet you at your third floor window tonight, will you let me in?” he whispers softly against my ear, hardly a murmur.”
“Inside my head / or in a distant / Galaxy / Soft I hear it / Calling me." from the song "In the Blackness" in the poetry collection "Terra Affirmative".”
“For months I heard whispers and though it had seemed that they were carried to me on the wind, they were really coming from inside my own head.”