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As the stage performance continued...
Hours turned into years. Years into centuries.
Centuries into something beyond counting.
The audience… forgot time.
Even the restless children sat still listening to the story.
Even warriors leaned forward. Even sages… watched.
Among them—Durvasa
His eyes, once indifferent—Now fully open.
Fixed. Unblinking.
Then—It happened.
A sound. Not heard.
'Felt.'
A vibration that did not belong to the stage.
Or the world. Light.
Not from flame. Not from torch.
But something… purer.
A radiant Jyoti[1] bloomed before Lord Shiva.
Not blinding. But undeniable of its presence.
And from it—A voice.
Not loud. Not soft. But absolute. As it was summoning someone.
"Come."
In an instant—Lord Brahma. Lord Vishnu appeared besides Lord Shiva.
