The Strings of Jillian

Two seconds of silence, you're already listening. That's enough. Jillian,

you were built to hold the strings. You never asked who tied them.

Jillian, the first time you stayed still, something noticed.

Not the child, something else. Jillian, you thought the box was a

cage. You thought the waiting was safety. You didn't move. You didn't stop

it. That was the lesson. Jillian, stay

still, stay quiet, let it happen. That's how it gets closer.

Jillian, you gathered them, you hid them, you kept them. You taught them