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Chapter Twenty: The Hearth of the Hall
Pita thought he had known silence. The silence of the night. The silence of a held breath. The silence of a space no longer lived in that once was. But, the silence Elise displayed over the next three days was something Pita had never experienced before. It started out small, with Elise missing parts of conversations or avoiding interactions, but grew into a cruel silence that crept into the corners of the guild hall, threatening to pounce on and consume any sound that dared enter. Elise was not a loud person; she didn’t like awkward pauses or silences, and would try to fill them, but she wasn’t boisterous. She would often humm or softly sing to herself as she worked in the garden, or chat idly with the guildies while Pita cooked - listening to their woes or giving them advice depending
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