The world hums quietly until it doesn't.
Between sleepless cities and unspoken prayers, lives move forward believing they are untouched by fate. Chaos doesn't crash in loudly. It slips in. Through routine. Through familiarity. Through moments so small they barely register until everything shifts.
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