Dark Ambient Noisescapes #104

With the weight of what was lost, the air hums with the ghosts of what could have been.

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In the quiet aftermath of slaughter, where echoes of chaos fade slowly through time.

The air hums softly, with the cascading removal of future memories.

With the weight of what was lost, new specters intervene.

They thread the gaps and defy the path we walk unseen, yet felt by those gifted with sensitivity.

What could have been lingers—a breath heavier, like rain on the verge of falling, yet never due.