Lyra was the first to give it a name.
She called it ’the quiet,’ a presence that did not demand attention but enriched the silence, giving it texture and depth.
It was not a sound, but the space between sounds, a presence defined by an absence of noise.
A quiet that was not empty, but full of a potential she could not yet name.
It was the feeling of a new story, beginning in a language she was only just learning to hear.