in the heartbeat of a world in standstill, lockdown was the canvas, and we, the unfettered artists. with conversations whispered between the walls of solitude, we found a preexplanation to every silence shared. "do not obey," we told the dawn, "start over from the origin," for every end was but a doorway to a new construction of dreams. and from this quiet, from this halt, we built bridges where divides once yawned, proving that even in the hush, growth finds its voice.