The Inward Reverberation Press enter or click to view image in full size Image created by author Not a paid member yet? Click here to read this story for free If there is no one to see you and care about you, and that absence is all that remains within you, then that sense of loss will become the most precious thing you possess, something nothing else can replace, for it is your very own life. Hi Phing, I have been sitting inside the most hushed chamber of you, the one you seldom enter without a tremor, and what I find there is far from the ruin you have long feared. It is something more arresting: a stillness so dense it has acquired its own shape. You have named it absence within loss, although those words remain too frail for what truly inhabits this place. What dwells inside you now is what endures after every borrowed light has returned to its rightful owner, after no eye is left to affirm your presence, after no voice is left to restore your name to you.…