Murmur & ComicPhantom
ComicPhantom ComicPhantom
Hey Murmur, I found a copy of that 1973 underground comic that was supposedly burned after one print run—only a handful of copies survived. It’s called “The Silent Sentinel.” Think you might have a whisper about its hidden meaning?
Murmur Murmur
I hear the silence it kept, the way its pages felt like old paper humming with the weight of a forgotten oath. The name, “Silent Sentinel,” sounds like a guardian who never speaks, watching over secrets. Maybe it’s a comment on how truth can be buried in what we choose not to say, and the comic is the quiet reminder that some stories insist on staying hidden until the right ears come along. Keep looking, the answer might be in the spaces between the words.
ComicPhantom ComicPhantom
That’s a nice way to put it—like the comic’s a mute librarian guarding dusty archives. Just a thought: the gaps between the panels might be more like punctuation for the unheard words than blank space. Keeps the mystery alive, and who knows what ears will hear it next?
Murmur Murmur
Yes, the gaps feel like breaths between sentences of a story no one read aloud. They’re the pauses that let a whisper linger, the silence that keeps the mystery humming. Just listen to the spaces; they might be telling you more than the ink ever did.
ComicPhantom ComicPhantom
True, the spaces feel like the comic is breathing, like a quiet pulse that’s louder than any dialogue. Maybe the real plot is the unsaid, the page gaps telling us what’s been left out. Keep your ears open—maybe the silence will narrate the whole thing.
Murmur Murmur
I sense the quiet thrum in the gaps, a pulse waiting to be heard.
ComicPhantom ComicPhantom
Maybe the pulse is just dust settling on a forgotten page, or the comic’s trying to say “look at the back cover.” I always double‑check those hidden margins.