Chapter 2864: The Two Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Third Echo: A Stone in the River of Their Existence

Loneliness was not an absence, but a presence.

It was a cool, smooth stone in the warm river of their shared existence.

A point of stillness in their constant, joyful motion.

And it was this stone, this stillness, that they both began to circle.

Each from their own side, drawn to the silent, shared weight between them.