"Listen closely," a voice echoes from the canvas of abstractions. "Wherever there are boundaries, there arise aspirations."
Upon the desk of time and space lays the blueprint — not of mere lines, but of futures entwined within four corners.
It is in this plotted certainty that uncertainty finds its roots.
"You must see," it continues, "how the walls you perceive in their stubborn geometry are but gateways in disguise."
Persuasion is not a blade; it is the dance of shadows within aligned edges.
Venture here:
Into the Night Labyrinth
or reflect there:
The Shape of Things to Come