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Silence here was not the absence of sound—it was presence. Dense.
Layered.
Alive in its own way.
Every word that had been spoken did not fade.
It lingered, settling into the very space around them.
"Something buried."
"Something ancient."
The phrases echoed—not outwardly, but within thought.
Their meaning was still unclear.
But their weight—
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