Each evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and the village fell into a peaceful hush, villagers would make their way to Jane's small, ivy-covered cottage at the edge of the forest.
2024.08.19
在東部高地的陰影中，坐落著一個偏遠的小村莊，名叫西拉斯。這裡的村民只稱珍為「秘密守護者」。對許多人來說，珍是一個神秘的人物。她是在一個霧氣繚繞的早晨來到村莊的，攜帶著的除了破舊的小行李箱外，還有一種令人肅然起敬的氣場。
珍的角色與其他人不同。她是村莊的記憶守護者，肩負著每一位村民的耳語、被遺忘的承諾和未曾說出的恐懼。每當夕陽西下，村莊陷入寧靜，村民們便會前往位於森林邊緣、被常春藤覆蓋的小屋，來到珍的面前。他們來此不是尋求建議，而是為了卸下心中的重擔，因為他們知道珍會將這些秘密帶到她的墳墓裡。她的沉默是她的誓言，在這個充滿喧囂的世界裡，沉默成了她最大的禮物。隨著時間的推移，珍不僅僅是個秘密守護者，她更成為了信任的象徵，是村莊情感歷史的活著的存儲庫。
然而，珍自己也有一個無法分享的秘密。十年前，她在一場悲劇中失去了聲音。那場事故奪走了她的家人，也讓她無法再開口說話。在她的小屋裡，珍在守護秘密中找到了慰藉，每個秘密都填補了言語無法彌合的空虛。
歲月流逝，村莊繁榮昌盛，但珍始終是守護著集體靈魂的靜默哨兵。儘管她從未開口，但村民們在每一片葉子的沙沙聲中、每一陣微風的低語中都感受到她的存在，知道他們的秘密在珍——這位「秘密守護者」的心中是安全的。
In the remote village of Silas, nestled deep within the shadowy folds of the Eastern Highlands, Jane was known simply as the Keeper of Secrets. A mysterious figure to many, Jane had arrived in the village one foggy morning, carrying little more than a small, worn suitcase and a presence that demanded quiet respect.
Jane's role was unlike any other. She was the village's memory keeper, entrusted with the whispered confessions, forgotten promises, and unspoken fears of every soul that resided within Silas. Each evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and the village fell into a peaceful hush, villagers would make their way to Jane's small, ivy-covered cottage at the edge of the forest.
They came not to seek advice but to unburden themselves, knowing that Jane would carry their secrets to her grave. Her silence was her vow, and in a world full of noise, it was her greatest gift. Over time, Jane became more than just a keeper of secrets; she was a symbol of trust and a living repository of the village’s emotional history.
But Jane harbored a secret of her own, one that even she couldn't share. A decade earlier, she had lost her voice in a tragic accident. The same accident that had taken her family had left her unable to speak. In the quiet of her cottage, Jane found solace in the secrets she guarded, each one filling the void that words could no longer bridge.
As years passed, the village thrived, but Jane remained the silent sentinel of its collective soul. Though she never spoke, the villagers felt her presence in every rustle of leaves and every whisper of the wind, knowing that their secrets were safe in the heart of Jane, the Keeper of Secrets.
