She walked in silence, the sound of footsteps __ __ __ blending with the shadows.

Somewhere inside, a broken digital tune skipped.

She is me. I am lost found in the shimmering light of invisible stars.

Transmission interrupted... Signal lost, or was it never there to begin with?

Once, birds sang in his—her—my window as the world... was somewhere else.

Who said "never again"? The saying is covered in dust, much like this data.