Lost Traces of the Past

Whispers on the path, markings on trees, a language of shadows...

It was a cold morning when she found the first clue, a single mark on the trunk of a forgotten elm.

The second trace came two days later — an untouched area of grass, flattened in a circular pattern.

By the third day, she started seeing the hints everywhere. Signs only visible to those who dared to look beyond the obvious.

The findings seemed random, yet their arrangement suggested a deeper purpose.

She often wondered if anyone else had seen what she saw, or if these traces were meant solely for her eyes.