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Lando glanced at his guitar, leaning against the wall. His hands knew that language intimately. They knew how to shape sound, how to coax emotion out of strings and wood. They knew how to say things he couldn’t articulate out loud.
He looked down at his hands.
If his hands could do that—if they could speak to strangers in crowded rooms, make people feel understood, seen—
Then surely they could learn this.
Surely they could learn how to speak to Oscar.
or: Oscar is mute and Lando learns his language.
Bookmarked by Kiranne
06 Jan 2026
