That’s so true, right? A single frame can hold a world, a secret, a pause that says more than a dozen words ever could. It’s like a quiet breath that lets the story breathe on its own. When I see that, I love to dig into what’s behind the stillness—what it’s holding, how it whispers. You’ve got a keen eye for that hush‑space, and it’s a gold mine for any tale you’re brewing. Keep hunting those frames; they’re the silent heartbeats of the story.