In the age where sound ceased to be, humans adapted and evolved. Without the natural clamor of the world, communication found new conduits through gestures, the subtleties of light, and the ever-shifting shadows. Our narratives became silent symphonies, orchestrated by the movement of the unseen currents that bind the universe.
"In a world without words, the eyes become the storytellers."
It is in this forsaken epoch, when echoes of the past have faded, that we uncover the silent dialects of the cosmos. Every flicker of the eye, every shift of the hand, carries meanings etched in the stars, deciphering the ancient riddles once obscured by the cacophony of existence.
The energy around us pulses with presence. It invites the forgotten feel of time's gentle brush. The amenable whispers of the quantum weave their silent tales through what we once knew as the void.
Imaginary histories tell of the *Inframundane Era* when societies thrived without auditory senses, inventing realms of tactile information imbued in their surroundings. These chronicles are often inscribed upon the surfaces of otherworldly structures, remnants of civilizations that spoke in the universal language of absence.
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