The Man Who Traded His Name for Silence
Identity freed from noise
He walked into a mountain shrine and placed his name into an ancient bowl. Instantly, silence wrapped around him like warm cloth. Without a name, people stopped projecting expectations onto him. For the first time, he heard his true thoughts—soft, gentle, and unbearably honest.
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