The Quiet of the Foremothers

Описание: There is a hush that falls upon the moor at dusk — not the silence of emptiness, but the Quiet of the Foremothers. It is said they dwell in the stillness between the wind and the heather’s sigh, in the pause before the owl’s call. I felt them once, standing by the old stone well where generations of women had drawn water and whispered prayers into the deep. The air grew heavy, the twilight soft and gold, and the world seemed to lean closer to listen. Then the quiet came — vast, gentle, and filled with a presence that was both tender and unyielding. I could almost see them: hands rough from work, eyes bright with knowing, their shadows woven into the folds of the land. They spoke no words, yet their silence carried more than sound — a remembrance of all who had endured, healed, and kept the fire through storm and sorrow. When I turned to leave, the wind rose again, and I realized it was their breath, carrying me onward.

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