Sound shattered and fell, the shards propelled by trauma and pain, Each fragment, large or small, flew unimpeded by air or distance until they landed, embedded like knives into wounds.

                          -he gap, Silence emerged. It billowed and blossomed like a cautious fog, seeping with patience and terrible grace. Where i-

                                        -olace in their hearts, for that was taken too.

Except for those chosen fe-                                          . A curse as much as a gift, for they felt the constant weight like no other. A hundred thousand acres of crushing space atop their heads. Sti-

                                                          -ching loss. No one would ever come.


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