Ascending Silence

In the beginning, there was a void, a vastness that swallowed breath and sound. It was in this place that Sophie found herself, drawn by an intuition she feared yet trusted. The air, thick as dusk, pressed against her skin, whispering secrets she couldn't decipher.

Step by step, she traversed the hushed expanse, the noise of her own footfalls a reminder of her existence. Then, as if the silence itself had a will, the ground beneath began to shift, an ascent unnoticed until now.

A feeling, primal and unyielding, told Sophie to turn back, to escape to the noise and chaos she once believed she sought to escape from. But the ascent beckoned with a promise of understanding she couldn’t yet comprehend.

The higher she climbed, the more her surroundings began to shimmer, revealing silhouettes in the haze—figures veiled in the echoes of long-forgotten voices, calling her name with haunting familiarity.