A year passed. Slowly. And yet, far too quickly.--- The forest remained.--- The paths remained.--- The houses were still standing.--- But they had changed.--- Or perhaps it was the people.--- Aren didn’t know.--- Some changes couldn’t be measured.--- You could only feel them.--- And that was exactly how it was with Eichenruh.--- The house still stood among the trees.--- But the doors no longer slammed shut on their own.--- The clocks no longer ticked.--- And the hallways no longer felt like places waiting for someone.--- For the first time, Eichenruh was simply a house.--- An old house.--- A quiet house.--- A peaceful house.--- Aren visited it anyway.--- Not every day.--- Not even every month.--- But often enough.--- Because some places became part of a person.--- Just as some people became part of a story.--- He wasn’t alone that morning.--- Mira was there.--- And Jonas.--- Kai.--- Elio.--- Even Leon.--- They stood in fron
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