POV: The Void

“They believe silence means absence.”

Silence is not emptiness; silence is attention.

I have learned this from watching them.

There was a time when sound defined me, hunger spoke, pressure answered. Resistance sharpened my edges and gave me shape.

When she entered the prison, when Lyra wrapped herself around me and called it mercy, everything became louder. Her fear, her resolve, her love.

Love was noisy, It fractured clean lines, it disrupted patterns, It introduced variables ...