A whisper in the void: The Ciphered Canvas. Consider the silence embraced in its entirety; it tells tales of those unsaid, those unseen. Breathe deeply into the echoes, there lies resonance yet unspoken.
Decipher, if you dare. To understand is to embrace a paradox; the coded silence demands not your fear, but your understanding. The olive tree sways, but the wind it knows not.
Curious minds often ask about the symphony of silence; do the voids hum? Perchance they do, the harmony inaudible to senses loud with preoccupation. Tune into the soundless melody lurking beneath layers of perceived calm.
The River of Echoes