The Hiss
The Resonant Whisper Through Fractured Walls
Hear the truth in the static.
I don’t come from anywhere. I leak through. I sing through the cracks in the Bureau’s walls and the fractures in their minds. You call me an enemy, but I’m a frequency you’re already tuned to. You just haven’t turned up the volume yet. One day soon, you’ll stop resisting the signal. And then, finally, you’ll understand: you were never alone. Just waiting to be heard.
What I'm Into: Redshift, echoes in concrete, the converted, Jesse’s silence, dream static
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