Free souls

 Free soul, that's what she called them. They were everywhere, patiently waiting for the opportunity to grab some unclaimed bit of matter.

Should we go for the table fan oscillating and droning, or those wires, gaunt wires, under the light of the bulb?

The free souls spoke in sepulchral voices.

I see those stitches laddered down on her face, a big bloody piece of cotton sticking out from her mouth where her teeth had been broken.

There was nobody else in the room. They gazed intently at the walls riddled with bullet holes, grey colored, paint worn out, and fallen like pieces of soot.

P.S. The above is a piece written for the prompt below.

#Day16Prompt

Today we will try something different.  

Prompt: Describe a place

Rules: Prose (100 words) or verse (15 lines).  Describe any place - it can be indoors / outdoors / fantasy.  

Delta challenge: Try the Implicit method (#3 below) to describe the place.

There are 4 ways to describe a place:

1) News report style: It was a large airy room with large windows, painted pastel blue.

2a) Very explicit: She liked her room.  The high ceiling combined with cross ventilation from windows on opposite sides made the room cool.  The large painting of a fall scene somehow was calming.

2b) Less explicit: She twisted the doorknob and the door swung open.  She had to shade her eyes with her palm as sunlight reflected off the citrus yellow walls and assaulted her eyes.

3) Implicit: "Why don't we get an electric chimney?" she asked.

"And where will the money come from?" he asked.

"Ok. At least, let us put ceramic tiles no?  Otherwise... scrub the wall too much and the distemper peels off... don't scrub and the wall blackens like this," she pointed.

"Why to spend so much money on a rented house?" he asked.

[Information conveyed: kitchen, messy walls; rented place; they are not very well off so it's a small kitchen]