Chapter 3157: The Two Thousand Four Hundred and Twenty-Sixth Echo: A Language of the Soul

The being of sound, intrigued by the stillness, sang a question.

The being of silence, in turn, offered an answer not in words, but in a shared feeling of peace.

And in that exchange, the first seed of understanding was sown.

A new language, not of the tongue, but of the soul, began to form between them.