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When the storms have passed and the silence bows before the linger of history, every fissure and weathered stone morphs into scripture, articulating a narrative only whispered in shared glances and footprints. - Elara Chang When the storms have passed and the silence bows before the linger of history, every fissure and weathered stone morphs into scripture, articulating a narrative only whispered in shared glances and footprints. - Elara Chang When the storms have passed and the silence bows before the linger of history, every fissure and weathered stone morphs into scripture, articulating a narrative only whispered in shared glances and footprints. - Elara Chang