Kaelen’s first act as a conductor of silences was to stop talking.
He had spent so much of his life speaking, reciting the stone-etched truths of his people, that he had forgotten how to listen.
Now, in the quiet, he was beginning to hear the world for the first time.
And in that hearing, he was finding a new kind of truth, one that was not carved in stone, but woven into the very fabric of existence.