Alley of Serenity by Faisal Khan
Do I need to fly on those clouds to reach that door, or will I float on those waves to be on the other side. Having seen the outside was enough for me, as if the whole place was soaked in serenity and peace.
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The Architecture of Silence
We often mistake silence for an empty room, a space where nothing happens. But silence is a heavy, fertile soil. It is the place where the roots of our intentions go to drink before they break the surface. When we bow our heads, we are not…
Billet 500, by Cameron CopeThe Weight of Distance
We measure our lives in currency, in paper, in things we can hold. We trade our hours for these tokens, believing they anchor us to the earth. But there are places where the land does not recognize our coins. In the deep dark, when the wind…