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... sounds were loud.
The distant flickering of oil lamps.
The gentle shift of feet, the rustle of cloth.
The breathing of too many people standing too close together.
But besides that? Nothing.
No matter how many seconds had passed.
No voices. No murmurs. No breath of reaction. No whisper of commentary.
Just silence.
Empty.
The kind that had never settled over them before—because someone always broke it.
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