The River That Remembered Every Crossing
Nothing Passes Without Trace
By GoldenSpeechPublished 30 days ago • 1 min read

Each time someone crossed the river, the water shifted slightly, remembering weight, hesitation, confidence. Over centuries, the river learned the difference between escape and return. Those who crossed running disturbed the current. Those who crossed intentionally barely rippled it. The river never judged. It simply remembered. And memory, it turned out, shapes flow.


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