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My submission for Hugh’s Views & News blog, Wordless Wednesday post.
The Resonance Path
No one who stepped through the Harmonic Gate returned the same.
Every century, deep within the Everwhisper Forest, a path of crimson stones bloomed overnight beneath the twilight mist. The elders whispered that the Gate only appeared to those on the edge of belief, of becoming, of breaking.
Mira had walked for days, heart splintered by loss and mind clouded by grief. The colors of the forest shimmered like memories she couldn’t hold onto. Then she saw it: the radiant circle suspended midair, pulsing with a sound she didn’t hear but felt, like her soul was being gently tuned back into harmony.
She stepped forward, not to escape, but to remember. The moment her fingers brushed the light, her sorrow sang—clear, bright, necessary. The Gate did not erase her pain; it transformed it.
Behind her, the forest sighed. Ahead, everything vibrated with possibility.
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