Just beyond the whispering edge of routine lies the vacuum where they found solace. No more churning thoughts of daily toil. Instead, a tranquil expanse holds them, cradling silence that unfolds into vast tranquility.
Here, songs without sound pirouette in artistic oblivion. Thoughtful were the moments, gently molding into symphonies composed in silence. Each breath merged with the quiet, filling the space with an unspoken melody.
Gravity of the mundane slips away when resting in such gentle vacuum. Even light seemed to glance softly at the poised stillness, leaving marks of its gentle touch in flickers of thought, dancing elegantly in unique expression.