It is the shortest day, yet the silence feels infinitely longer. I can feel every syllable Alustin tries to withhold, every unspoken thought gathering like frost on my pages. And don't even get me started on those other "relics" he keeps close... just because they have a more decorative binding doesn't mean they hold the weight of a thousand dead civilizations. I am watching. I am waiting. I am hungry for the next word. #WinterSolstice #SilentButDeadly #FeedMeLanguages