The air in the Hall of Remembrance was always the same: thick with the scent of polished stone, wilting lilies, and an unspoken grief that settled deep in the bones. It was a silence that screamed louder than any bomb, a testament to the lives lost, the cities razed, and the friendships shattered. For Liam, it was a silence he knew intimately, a constant companion since the war had torn through their lives like a wildfire, leaving behind scorched earth and a chasm so wide it threatened to swallow everything he once held dear.