READ THIS LIKE IT’S YOUR OWN BLOOD ON THE PAVEMENT. SOME TRUTHS ARE TOO HEAVY FOR ONE SCREEN. THIS IS THEIR VOICE… SLIDE TO LISTEN. WE DID NOT FADE. WE BECAME THE SILENCE YOU’RE STILL AFRAID TO SIT WITH. WE BECAME THE SCREAM NO SIREN COULD HOLD. WE BECAME THE DREAM THAT HAUNTS THE WAKING. THE ECHO THAT NO CONCRETE CAN BURY. THE BLUR YOU ALMOST SAW. THE BREATH BETWEEN SIRENS. IGNORE THIS PAVEMENT, AND IT WILL BECOME YOUR OWN. IGNORE THESE VOICES, AND ONE DAY, THEY WILL WHISPER FROM YOUR OWN BONES. IF THIS MOVED YOU, DO NOT LET IT DISSOLVE INTO THE ALGORITHM. SHARE IT LIKE A PRAYER. SPEAK IT LIKE A SPELL. REMEMBER—BECAUSE FORGETTING IS HOW THE VEIL THICKENS. SPEAK, EVEN IF YOUR VOICE TREMBLES. REMEMBER, EVEN WHEN THE WORLD FORGETS. SHARE, AS IF THEIR LIVES DEPENDED ON IT—BECAUSE THEY DID. SHARE. REMEMBER. SPEAK. THIS IS ONLY PART 1. MAY THE WIND REMEMBER OUR NAMES. MAY THE SOIL CARRY OUR VOICE. MAY YOU RISE BEFORE YOU FALL. AS THE WORLD TOASTS FREEDOM AND DRINKS TO THE SURFACE OF A ...