Silence
The silence of the paradise did not last long. The whisper of the wind rustled the leaves of the trees, and the chirping of birds began to drift in from afar. It was as if the birds that had vanished had returned to this world in a different form. The librarian and the historian stood beside me, quietly listening to the sounds.
“...It’s quiet now,” the historian murmured. His voice still carried a heavy tone of surprise and exhaustion.
“Yes. But this silence is different from… before the birds disappeared,” I replied, gently cradling my lyre. The silence before had been oppressive, with a sense that something was about to be crushed. But now, the silence felt open and full of hope. “It’s almost… like the beginning of rebirth.”
The Librarian slowly thrust the tip of her staff into the ground. “The Words of Creation… Understanding them leads to harmony in this paradise, and perhaps even in the entire universe…”
I nodded. My encounter with the shadow of Atlantis—no, with its final memory—left many questions in my heart, yet it also gave me one certain truth. Their downfall was caused not by malice, but by a lack of understanding of the laws of the universe. It bore a striking resemblance to the problem we face today.
“Then, let’s start by deciphering the ‘Words of Creation,’” the historian suggested. “The mathematical formulas recorded in the ‘Infinite Book’… interpreting them as music… that might be the key.”
I took out the “Book of Infinity.” On its cover, complex mathematical formulas were inscribed, much like musical notation. I tried to imagine those formulas as melodies played on the lyre of Atlantis. A cosmic symphony… would it be a harmonious, beautiful melody, or a chaotic mess filled with dissonance?
“But… it will take quite some time to decipher all those equations,” the Librarian said with concern. “And… that crystal sphere at the center of this paradise… surely it has something to do with this as well…”
The crystal sphere. It was a massive sphere sitting at the center of this paradise, appearing to play the symphony of the universe. Its surface was engraved with intricate patterns, and it shone as if it were alive.
I looked toward the crystal ball. Its glow certainly seemed to be telling me something. Mysterious music, dissonance… and the truth hidden within.
A new journey has only just begun.
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