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In the stretch of silence, where shadows of thought convene, solitude becomes the ink propelling paradigms; escape is mere respite, while creation daring to redefine frailty names of fragility whispers pure power within stillness. - Eleanor Wright In the stretch of silence, where shadows of thought convene, solitude becomes the ink propelling paradigms; escape is mere respite, while creation daring to redefine frailty names of fragility whispers pure power within stillness. - Eleanor Wright In the stretch of silence, where shadows of thought convene, solitude becomes the ink propelling paradigms; escape is mere respite, while creation daring to redefine frailty names of fragility whispers pure power within stillness. - Eleanor Wright