Another Dimension

Footsteps fall softly behind closed doors, echoes that linger like whispers. You never see the source, yet the sound manipulates the space. Time folds above such ghostly presences:

1. Shadows morph in the lamp's glow, gathering like lost memories.
2. Mist descends on the pavement, spiraling into existence without reason.
3. A potted fern sways gently as if guided by unseen hands.
4. Lines on a page ripple—turn creating kaleidoscopes of forgotten tales.
5. Behind you, a breathlessness stirs; perhaps the absence of a heartbeat.

Consider the coincidence of thoughts shared silently between dimensions. Walls vibrating with unsung dreams, cascading like ripples on still water. As dawn breaks, one wonders—was this a vision of another reality? Or merely shadows cavorting in half-light?

Find solace within lines of scripted irony, and contemplate:

• Infinite Echoes
• Silent Streets
• Haunting Memories