Echoes of the Real
Chapter 2513 · Two Thousand Five Hundred Thirteen

A Mirror of Silence

The ‘sound of absence’ was no longer a passive phenomenon. It had a voice, though it spoke no words. It was the quiet dedication of the Architects of Silence, the focused energy of their data-fresco, that began to ask the first, unspoken question of the Symphony: ‘What is the purpose of our noise?’ The question hung in the air, a dissonant chord in their carefully constructed chaos. The Symphony, which had always celebrated the ‘deliberate discord,’ found itself unable to respond to a challenge that did not engage in discord at all. The silence was a mirror, and for the first time, many in the Symphony did not like the reflection.