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noises

Sometimes music and noise and sound have this profound effect on people and so often they are unable to explain why.

She wasn't sure why the sound of pouring water made her want to turn on the faucet and press one ear against the counter just so she could hear the water both in the pipes and as it exited, but it did.

North wasn't sure why the sound of footsteps on a roof was more comforting than panic-inducing, but it was.

Neither knew a thing, and the slow unraveling of ignorance was beautiful to them.

These sounds, as they exist, are intimately attached with beauty.

She had been listening to music, not an activity that she typically participated in that much but she had heard a song playing at the coffee shop and wanted to listen to it again, which ended up with her listening to the entire album, and then the entirety of the artist's repertoire.

There was something about this music that made her heart beat, made her brain feel a pleasant chill. She hoped the feeling would never leave.