The Silent Epilogue

We tread lightly, across the forgotten paths, where shadows whisper secrets of those who were lost. Moments seized by time, yet never spoken; memories etched silently in the darkness.

The air holds its breath as you walk these corridors of yesterdays. Each step echoes a thousand silent screams, fading away into the abyss of the past.

There is no triumphant return, nor a joyous reunion. Just the quiet acceptance of a journey long in the making, now finding its closure amidst the shadows. Paths diverged, yet paths that connect through the unseen ties of unspoken words.

In the end, it was never about the destination. It was always about the voices that never found the light, left to wander these paths alone. The cry of the forgotten; the scream of the unheard.