28 août 2026

The Hall of Silence

The silence that followed was absolute.

Richard’s hand trembled on his knee. Evelyn’s face drained of color. The crowd shifted, confused, curious.

Clare returned the salute, crisp and steady.

“Permission to stand down, sir,” she said quietly.

He nodded. “Granted.”

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