The transition into the Shard of the Echoing Act was not a movement through space, but a movement through sound. As Kael and Mira stepped across the boundary, the silence of the Binary was replaced by a low, persistent thrum—the sound of a billion voices speaking at once, only to be overtaken by the sharp, rhythmic clack-clack-clack of a chisel striking wood.
The landscape was a literal hall of mirrors made of frozen sound. Every step Kael took sent a ripple through the air that transformed into a visual ghost of his previous step. He saw himself five minutes ago, looking tired; he saw himself an hour ago, looking determined.
"Don't look back too long," Mira cautioned, her own echoes trailing behind her like a silver cape. "The Echoing Act isn't just about memory. It’s about Persistence.
