Chapter 28 The Echo of Everything .

Time doesn't knock when it enters.

It just slips into the room quietly, brushing against the curtains, turning hair silver and voices softer.

I didn't fear it anymore.

Not like I used to.

In my younger years, I had fought time like a storm.

Trying to hold on to youth, to urgency, to unfinished dreams.

But now, I greeted it like an old fri