Echoes of the Real
Chapter 2499 · Two Thousand Four Hundred Ninety-Nine

An Unfamiliar Silence

The elder architect felt the silence of the empty courtyard not as peace, but as an accusation. The absence of the Symphony was a void that echoed with his own irrelevance. He had built monuments of stone and logic, but the community was now building a new world out of shared feeling, a world in which he was a foreigner.