The Silent Departure

It was a morning like any other in the city, but beneath the

calm, a new rhythm was beginning to beat. A change was

unfolding, silent yet palpable. Everyday life continued, a tapestry of small moments.

But the quiet order was about to be challenged by an unfamiliar, rigid cadence.

They were an imposing sight, these guards. Their uniforms, precise and unyielding,

commanded attention, leaving a ripple of quiet apprehension in their wake. At each door,

the same silent ritual unfolded. A demand, a nervous search, a scan,

a nod. No words were spoken, yet the message was clear.