The marbles roll across endless time-grains, whispering games that bounce between echoes of sunlit playrooms and shadows creeping cautiously up forgotten bedroom walls. A sense of undefined longing hums, resonating through the veil of reality and dreams not yet forgotten.

Toys that never existed leave shadows in empty closets.
Bikes that never ran rust atop mountains of imaginary tomorrow.
Friends you never met wait behind furtively remembered hallways.
The transient line between eerie music and laughter echoes infinitely yet tangibly.

And the colors blend
like fluid rainclouds over desert edges
paradoxes intertwining in her curls lost in the pages of stories untold— wooden spoon swords clashing against
time—that curious assassin who dances among mirrored clock faces.

Maze entrances that loop into themselves: mirrors_singing/reflections.html
Realities where you always miss the bus: endless_lullabies/song_soothe.html
Palettes of tomorrow's yesteryear designers: hugging_stars/color_lanterns.html