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In the recording, the wind picked up, whistling through the microphone. Arthur closed his eyes and could almost feel the cold Atlantic air on his face.

"I'm standing at the edge of the Quiraing," Arthur’s own voice spoke from the past, sounding younger and breathless. "The sun just broke through a week of gray. The light is hitting the valley floor in these long, golden shards. I’ve been walking for six hours, and for the first time in my life, the noise in my head has just... stopped." The Moment Bliss 20180924

Arthur froze. It was Elena. He had forgotten she was there that day. They had drifted apart a year later, but in that three-minute recording, their life was still whole. The Legacy In the recording, the wind picked up, whistling