Rudra Sen Chapter 1 – The Quantum Forests The forest had never been silent, not even in the hours when the city of Varanasi held its breath between night and dawn. The ghats along the Ganges shimmered faintly with the last oil lamps of ritual, their flames fragile against the heavy mist, while the alleys beyond were empty of footsteps, shutters drawn tight. But inside the vast enclosure of the Varanasi Banyan Complex, there was no silence. The earth hummed. The air pulsed. It was a sound older than the city, yet entirely artificial, a vibration that carried through the…