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Lumenor part II : “Auren”
Long after the first child found the light in the hollow, the world became noisy again. A girl named Auren tired of the noise, walked into the quiet woods and found the same hollow. She placed her hands in the soil and heard the soft voice: “I never left.” Auren didn’t take the light with her she buried it gently like a seed. Now, when others grow tired of chasing and come to rest in a quiet place, they still hear the whisper: “I have always been here.”

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Such a beautiful reflection on stillness and inner light… Sometimes, we all need to become Auren and simply listen...

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This story beautifully shows that light and peace aren’t always something you carry away or see—they remain hidden deep within the earth, waiting to bloom again in moments of quiet. Like a seed growing in the dark soil, this light symbolizes a hope that’s always there, even when it’s not visible to the eye.


I think it’s very meaningful and thought-provoking.

Great share, and I love how you share why this is poetic to you. Thank you very much for sharing.

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