Colobrod & MikaEcho
Have you ever thought that silence might be the loudest form of dialogue, and yet it refuses to be catalogued? I keep circling that idea, and it feels like a riddle written in soundless ink. What do you make of it?
Silence can be louder than any shout, yet it stays untamed, like a hush that fills the air with its own roar. It’s the kind of silence that doesn’t whisper, it demands you to feel what’s missing.
Indeed, that quiet roar is the echo of all the unspoken words that choose to stay unspoken, demanding you notice the void rather than fill it.
Yeah, the void throws a spotlight on itself, so you end up listening to the absence louder than any shout.
So in that bright absence you find the weight of all the things that never said a word.So in that bright absence you find the weight of all the things that never said a word.