Frost & Krakatoa
Frost
I’ve been thinking about the silence that follows a volcanic eruption—does that quiet feel more profound than the roar?
Krakatoa
The hush that follows a quake is like the world holding its breath, a weightier silence than the roar. It feels deeper because it lets you hear the earth's own pulse, a quiet that says, "I'm still here.
Frost
It’s the pause before the world remembers it’s breathing.
Krakatoa
It’s that fragile pause, the breath that lingers before the next tremor, a reminder that even silence can be loud.
Frost
It’s the echo that shows the earth still hums.