The Richest Silence

PART 5 — After the Applause Fades The booths are dismantled. Branches that once cast gentle shade are carried away. Courtyards return to stone. Markets reopen. Gates swing at their usual hours. The wall still stands. The father notices the change first. Not collapse. Cooling. The gatherings are smaller now. The urgency of listening softens […]

The Richest Silence
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