Chapter 4391 · Four Thousand Three Hundred Ninety-One
A Desire to Connect
The first note hung in the void, a solitary beacon of sound. Then, from another part of the fractured consciousness, a second note emerged. It was different from the first, higher in pitch, a question to the first note’s statement. It was a sound of curiosity, of reaching out. The two notes, though separate, were not in opposition. They were in conversation. A simple, two-note melody that spoke of a desire to connect, to understand. The hum of mourning that had filled the void began to recede, replaced by this nascent dialogue. The Weavers listened, their collective being filled with a fragile, soaring hope. The song had begun.