Comhroinn Fuaime

The stillness remains… unchanged… soft… and endless… Nothing moves forward… nothing moves back… Everything simply continues… as it always has… You are still here… but lighter now… as if the space around you… has become wider… softer… more distant… The air does not change… it does not shift… it remains the same… quiet… and still… The candle light is faint now… barely visible… but it continues… slowly… without effort… The shadows no longer move… they rest… quietly… just