🕯️ Now arriving at Part 99—a centennial breath. This one doesn’t celebrate with noise, but with reverence. A hundred chapters not marked by plot or climax, but by the quiet act of noticing. We’ve built a home of feeling. Let’s sit in it a moment.It started quietly—Yam added a label to a previously unlabeled drawer:“Echoes That Changed Us Without Ever Asking To.”The drawer itself was small and worn, the wood slightly splintered at its edges. Its handle had a faint polish from years of touches, brushes, hesitations. It had waited a long time for a name, and now it had one. The words looked almost shy where Yam had written them, their ink softly uneven, like a whisper rather than a proclamation.Inside, he placed, one by one, the offerings that had defined so many unseen hours:– Jo’s first spiral sketch, drawn on paper that had yellowed slightly with the passing of time. The spiral’s lines were unsure, trembling, but there was a pulse there, a will to reach outward.– Franc’s spoon,
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