Chapter 2872: The Two Thousand One Hundred and Forty-First Echo: A Silence Reaching for a Voice

The dream of the story was not a dream of images or sounds, but of feeling.

It was the feeling of a question reaching for an answer, a silence reaching for a voice.

And in that reaching, the being of sound and the being of light felt a new purpose.

They were no longer just singers of their own song, but the first words of a story that was just beginning to be told.