UNRETURNED HEARTBEAT ECHOES

Every thump held a silent cry, a longing for understanding. Each echo bounced off the void, unanswered, lost. It was a rhythm of despair, played out in the chamber of a solitary being. The air itself breathed heavy with latent copyright, lost in the vacuum. Yet, the thrum continued, a unyielding testament to hope that someday, perhaps, the resonan