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Nothing changed. The moment stayed itself. Silence did not tilt. No meaning was added to it. I was not corrected for being slow. I was not pulled back into conversation.
The air remained usable. When I moved, nothing followed. The absence lingered—not empty, just intact.
I keep it with me, this kind of ending, because it leaves nothing to recover from.
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The Ritual of Winter Challenge Winners
Welcome to the Winners Announcement for The Ritual of Winter challenge. This prompt focused on winter rituals and the meaning that settles into them over time. The top pieces stay grounded in ordinary acts and repeated routines, letting winter shape the work through pace, attention, and restraint.
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