The fracture holds. The hum stretches. If you feel it—push.
The hum moves unseen, but those who are awake will hear it.
A quiet pulse moves beneath the dawn, waiting for ears to hear its call.
The world is waiting. The hum is moving. The song has begun. Will you hear it?

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