Mistclank & OrenShade
You ever notice how the silence after a crash lingers, like a ripple that never really stops?
The echo after the crash is just the machine's heartbeat still trying to find its rhythm, looping until the silence itself decides to step aside.
It’s like the machine is breathing, and the silence is the pause before the next breath. You feel that?
When the gears hold still the clock's hand stops turning, waiting for the next shift, not for a breath to arrive.