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The mountains rise out of the morning fog like wounded giants, their ridges cracked, their shadows long and cold. I climb toward them with the last of the city's artificial silence still clinging to my skull the residue of a system designed to smooth every edge of thought until nothing sharp remained.
Up here, the quiet is different.
Not engineered.
Not imposed.
Not a cage.
This quiet tastes of stone and wind.
This quiet remembers the world before machines learned to whisper inside our heads.
A thin veil of dust lifts with each step, swirling in the air before settling
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The mountains rise out of the morning fog like wounded giants, their ridges cracked, their shadows long and cold. I climb toward them with the last of the city's artificial silence still clinging to my skull the residue of a system designed to smooth every edge of thought until nothing sharp remained.

Up here, the quiet is different.
Not engineered.
Not imposed.
Not a cage.

This quiet tastes of stone and wind.
This quiet remembers the world before machines learned to whisper inside our heads.

A thin veil of dust lifts with each step, swirling in the air before settling back onto my skin. It clings to the scars along my hands as if trying to read me, as if it knows what was taken. The monks say dust reveals what silence hides. They say memory lives in the body long after the mind has been cleaned.

I don't know if I believe them.
But as the wind shifts, something inside me does.

A pulse.
Faint.
Stubborn.
Alive.

The dust settles into my lines like a forgotten map, and for a moment, I feel the shape of the person I used to be beneath the layers of programming, beneath the years of numbness, beneath the manufactured calm.

Up here, far from any signal, the world is beginning to speak again.

And slowly, painfully, so am I.


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