white-silence — Episode 1: Episode 1: The Signal in the Noise

The sun stayed above the horizon for twenty-two hours, a pale, watery disc that offered light without warmth. It turned the snowpack a bruised blue-grey and made the shadows sharp and long, like the imprints of fallen trees. The light did not discriminate; it filled the morgue’s single window, laid a perfect rectangle on the linoleum floor, and illuminated the dust motes that drifted, unhurried, through the chilled air. Each one a tiny, floating silence.