[ They let her lead. Let her pull them along, unresisting. There’s nothing, no beat, no melody. Nothing but the silence of a world gone quiet. They can’t say for certain they know what that means. Maybe it doesn’t mean anything. Or maybe it means they’ve resched an End.]
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[ They let her lead. Let her pull them along, unresisting. There’s nothing, no beat, no melody. Nothing but the silence of a world gone quiet. They can’t say for certain they know what that means. Maybe it doesn’t mean anything. Or maybe it means they’ve resched an End.]
[ Does it matter? ]
...why is it so quiet?