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The Forgotten Melody
β"Why are you here?" the woman asked, polishing a jar labeled Thunderclap.
β"I've lost my music," Elias confessed. "I sit at the piano, but I hear nothing in my head. I'm looking for inspiration."
βThe woman shook her head. "Inspiration isn't sold here. Only what has already existed." She walked to the back of the shop and returned with a small, dusty vial. It looked empty.
β"This," she said, placing it on the counter, "is the Hum of the Universe before the Big Bang. It is the ultimate silence. Sometimes, to find a new sound, you don't need more noise. You need a blank canvas."