Silent Threats

Silence, a place where peace can exist, but sometimes not.

Stillness like this carries weight. It presses into the room, sharpening the senses and quieting the mind. There is no immediate danger, but your body doesn’t quite believe that. You feel the pull of something just beyond the edge of knowing.

This is not fear in its loudest form. It is something slower and colder. The kind that settles in the gut before the mind can explain it. A presence that does not speak but refuses to be ignored.

You remain only because of partial recognition. The atmosphere of a moment you have felt before but couldn’t describe. An internal shift. A warning without a sound.

Some threats never arrive. They linger. They shape how we breathe. How we listen. How long we stay? They come from within and until we can see recognise them, they remain silent within us.