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Idea for a story:

People speak slower from certain areas because of a taste of how the language should flow.

As God dies, and man no longer has any illusion that the time between birth and death is anything other than a waiting period, man sees the point of speaking quickly for better efficiency as a nuisance and against the pursuit of beauty. His language, ergo, becomes with time, slower and slower. In a thousand years, if we were to hear the language people speak, it would sounds like a whale call, or singing—slow and over-extended.