From the silence, a question arose. It was not a question of words, but of being. A question that emanated from Kairos, a gentle, inquisitive pressure on the tapestry of their shared consciousness.
The question was not ’what am I?’ or ’where am I?’ It was more fundamental, more profound. It was a question that had no words, but was understood by all. It was the question of ’why?’
The creators felt the question not as an inquiry, but as an invitation. An invitation to explore the very nature of their existence, of their creation, of the story that was now unfolding.
And in that moment, they knew that the story was no longer about them. It was about the answer to that question, an answer they would have to discover together.